13 partes Concluida "I have never admitted this to anyone, but my feet and wrists have seams. Some of these seams have turned grey over time, like the blade that created them. Others still remain crimson, like the wine I drank the night I committed these sins to myself. Between these seams, I hide not blood and flesh, but the truest desire I've held ever since you abandoned me. "
Cast aside by his lover, despair has gripped him and left him longing for the love-story he once lived. Even during his vacation through Italy and Greece with his three closest friends, his lust for his own demise cannot be ignored. But he is unable to end it all, as in the deepest darkness of the night, he meets a riderless horse.
~ A short story of about 40 pages/10,000 words ~
