Bone Roots

''Evil cannot starkly exist on this Earth on it's own, dear flower no! Oh no, no, no, no,'' he clicks his tongue in shamefulness of my stupidity, taunting me with the laugh of a hyena, ''it is created.'' He flicks his lighter, sparking his cigarette, ''You of all people should know this, considering you were created by me.''

My blood burns with fury as I spit in his face, ''I'll create a reign of hell for you''

The piercing silence of my hospital room was filled with his psychotic chuckling, ''Only if I get to bow to you as my queen, darling.''