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..And here i was walking , alone , in this dark night , with nothing but the cold air and the moonlight keeping me company. I walked, not knowing where i was heading , the blood dripped from the wooden stick that i held loosely in my palm , oh how much I love the sting of of my open wounds and the warmth of my blood oozing out , i licked my cut lips and devoured the flavour . Perfect. The skeletons of the trees greeted me deeper into the wood , my hairs were slicked back with a mix of my sweat and blood that was not mine
I walked as if I knew my destination , i walked as if there was someone waiting for me at the end of all this , i walked as i was the queen of this night and this forest belonged to me , i walked as if i owned this soil .
In this moment , nothing mattered , nothing. Time was just a facade , being alive was just a myth , all that was true was my cold breath and the beat of a heart that didn't exist .
Who was i in this moment ?
I was Me.
I was more me than i have ever been.
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Dark
FantasyThis journey will get messy. Trigger warning - smut , graphic scenes , blood , self harm , etc
