Cannibal || Not applicable || repost gocruentatafoedusJune 28 2011, 07:43:45 UTC
A rough, tangled voice made of dust and age crawls in through the woodwork, nipping away with a gut wrenching laugh. “It's easy, child, just find the throat and tear it open - easy as wrenching the head off a chicken.”Faint, scrabbled breaths, bright, stormy grey blues weeping into golden dust as the ungainly mop of blackened hair obscures a gargling voice down on the cold stone floor, struggling to rise. It is not unlike cutting the throat of a goat, something he has done in sport or jest before, the antics of a much younger child innocently learning the way of silencing the already dead - you just grip horns instead of hair, digging your heels in against the inevitable kickback and let the edge slide across an upturned, white throat, shimmering jewels staining a blackened waistcoat while the inverted eyes cross and bulge
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