Sea Tails
“You deserve this,” I said glaring at him.
I felt claws grow on the tips of my fingers.
And I swung.
And ripped his leg open. Swimming and gliding past him, tearing open his back thigh, his arm and then his shoulder. Blood was clouding and filling the ocean around him. The taste filled my mouth and my gut screamed in hunger.
And I could feel the thrill and glee of the kill, the rage that first was enveloping was being taken over by joy.
Goodbye to my humanity.
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a paragraph from a short I wrote in Flaming Ideas.
Check out the cover for it in My Covers.