"dont kiss the blade that hurts you. but oh the blade is so very pretty. the color it gives when it glides over my skin. the skin of who is hated and who hates. for no its not the blade, shes so very pretty. its the bones, the muscles, the thoughts that do this. the blade is just doing what she has always known what to do. the muscles are being told. the bones hold everything together. but it is I who hate them. oh why shall i do this to the skin who ties everything together? i dont want to be tied i say. free me from commands and beauty. for she is oh so pretty, my blade. glide my love"
-Beauty of the Blade