I have seen the truth and it doesn't make sense, it's only weirder than you'd expect. We swallow greedily any lie that flatters us, but sip only little by little at a truth we find bitter. Bitter in a way that makes us taste the metallic tasting of our own thick flesh. Sometimes it isn't easy to accept what may seem otherworldly; something that isn't Holy from Christ himself but rather it's whatever Satan has conjured. Redrum is much like red wine, blood is red, but the Beast's blood isn't what you may think. It isn't red. It's much more than red. Now, the Beast comes quietly for all you children, quivering with hunger. With a mouthwatering grin. ON HOLD. Coming of Age; Horror Apply Fiction / ©2023

i'll be the star, you can be the horrified one. OPEN original apply fic © girlflu / Jan. 2023