Have you ever thought about what fiction is? Probably, such a question may seem surprising: and so everything is clear. Every person throughout his life has to repeatedly create the works he needs for specific purposes - statements, autobiographies, dictations - using not gypsum or clay, not musical notes, not paints, but just a word. At the same time, almost every person will be very surprised if he is told that he thereby created a work of fiction, which is very different from visual art, music and sculpture making. However, everyone understands that a student's essay or dictation is fundamentally different from novels, short stories, news that are created by professional writers. In the works of professionals there is the most important difference - excogitation. But, oddly enough, in a school literature course, you don’t realize the full power of fiction. So using our website in your free time discover fiction for yourself. Endlessly Adorned by Amaratsu (e ink manga reader TXT) 📖
- Author: Amaratsu
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Endlessly adorned
Knowing it will be cut off
Endlessly polished
Knowing they will be cut off
They are terrifying, terrifying
In their fall
The hair flutters to the ground
A lifeless husk
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Dark red spots led their own trail to the victim, making a big contrast to the stark white marble floor. The victim lay on the ground, a peaceful smile on his face. His long raven-black hair framed his pale face and lay around, like a dark halo.
His figure, sprawled on to the ground as if it were a mere doll, was cut. Long slits up and down the arms and stomach. Blood still ran free from the self-mutilated gashes. His left hand, clad in a white and dark red glove, held the weapon. A steel butcher knife, gleaming in the dim candle light.
His demons inside yelled for his heart. He let them have it. They yelled for his happiness. He felt they already stolen it. They yearned for his attention. He gave it undivided. They screamed for the life source of the body. He let them take it all.
He let them.
“Have it,” he said. “Have it and be gone.” Did he know that the very thing he gave was his life?
No one knew of the torture he was in. The mental pressure. The chaos that went on inside. No one knew.
Adorned in silk-like reds as he lay upon the polished floor, the people who came in knew nothing of what had happened.
Their scream rang out through the night.
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They are terrifying, terrifying
In their fall
The hair flutters to the ground
A lifeless husk
Endlessly adorned
Knowing it will be cut off
Endlessly polished
Knowing they will be cut off
Publication Date: 06-03-2011
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Dedication:
To the Bookrix community And to my loving friend Kristi. I love you girle! I thank you for the wonderful time this year. You are my inspiration! ♥
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