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”

The Circumference That I Had Always Wished For.

prompt ( from Anonymous on Tumblr): i am in love with a man who is a mathematician. i can never be with him, never. he is way too good for me and despite seeing the saddest colours when he takes off his glasses, the flecks of blue in his eyes, he completes me. i justContinue reading “The Circumference That I Had Always Wished For.”