I fear that the evil which man brings into this world will never be squelched, leaving behind a terrible, uninhabitable wasteland of a world for our...” She stuttered minutely before continuing, “...children and their children.
~ Benjamin M. Strozykowski
I did this.The sudden reality of the situation sets in and I know that not only will I kill again, but I have doomed this poor soul to a life in the shadows, stalking his prey by the silver light of the full moon.The corners of my mouth slants toward the heavens and I am smiling.
The severing of his limbs and subsequent cauterizing of the wounds was not the most pleasurable part, no. His mad grin stretched, it seemed, from ear to ear.
Tragedy is the driver of innovation, forcing man to move on and overcome the bonds which hold us back through the ever-present fear.
Time. Time has a way of standing still during the moments that define one’s life.The first kiss, the birth of one’s first child, a paralyzing car accident, hearing of the death of a parent, the last kiss.
