Butchery

He sharpened his knife which was already razor sharp before making the first incision. A bead of blood formed on the blades edge, colouring it crimson red. Ella exhaled and blew smoke. ‘Can’t this hurry?’ she demanded. The torturer grimaced. His was not a trade to be hurried. ‘Silence bitch.’,’Do not disturb this process again’Continue reading “Butchery”

Repetition

I challenged myself to begin with an idea ‘repetition’. Where will this take me?┬áInto the past. The past. (dramatic music) In the past, I wanted to change a lot of things from my lofty position in the world as a youthful twenty-something. I recall that it wasn’t enough to simply change something once. No, ItContinue reading “Repetition”