Wolfgang627

let the ash of your bones act as soil, a place for a new world to take root and grow. let the leaves of the canopy feed off the blood that ran through your veins, and in a way, transcend into a new life. burn my body and bury my bones in a shallow grave. feed my ashes to the winds and let the heartbeat of new life begin in the empty cage of my chest. let me live on

"Click Click..."         "Click.." He types slowly on the keyboard, easing his battered hands onto its smooth surface. "Click Click...Click" He stops, and remembers. "Thud!" A fist collided with his chest, leaving a quickly fading imprint in his skin.  "Crack!" Another punch, this time his own, impacts the side of his opponent's skull. The sounds of the fight echo throughout the room. A faceless mob surrounds them, remaining silent but urging the pair on. They stare on. "Thump!" the body of his opponent lands on the floor, flat, unmoving, breathless. He steps over the slowly recovering form, "Who's next!" His voice booms, more an accu

"It is the Writer's job to start the revolution." Let the rivers run red and the earth turn black with the ash of their bones.

Submit to the Darkness and Become One With the Night. (let your blood howl and your soul run free)