I must introduce to you the fiction to follow, for in your eyes it may seem effortlessly troubled. It was but a simple idea, to create such a monstrosity, but read and you shall see, the boy I once lost still lingers inside.
“I have many fantasies, of which the darkest entail a horrible series of perversions that are beyond the grasp of even feral minds and hearts alike, so to tell of the creations wouldn’t be prudent, only masochistic. Bare with me the urges set forth as herein lay truth of human instinct and barbaric behavior that our mothers teach of as danger and horror lying in wait. I shall not preclude the details, for they shine deep into my soul to reveal a monster of the ages; the hidden desires within are not to be toyed with, but rather to be explored and experienced without shame or fear or neglect of self. Please hasten your minds to follow along, for the water gets murky ahead, beware of this child’s song.
I’ve lived a dream so real that I could feel the blood splatter across my face, and taste the sweat from her brow. It awoke the demons inside me as she lay screaming and moaning to the rhythm of my heart pounding away, if only I could have harmonized my heart with my fists it would have been much quicker for her. No, rather I had to soften my blows to allow for her pain to be free, it was destined to be, you and me, but as I draw the blade from it’s sheath you become what’s left of her and provoke the anger welling up inside my heart.
You beg of me mercy yet you only receive fury, you pray for an end and receive a thousand beginnings, for all your wishes fall short of a helping hand, and in light of such empty hope you fall into the clutches of fear where I have laid your bed for you. Fall in peace and I will certainly drown in sorrow, but die in agony I ask of you, and my dreams will be set free. They will carry your pain to greater heights until you finally explode over your own selfish desire to feel as you do. Wait inside I tell you, it won’t be long; the rage is coming, but the mood is totally wrong.
If I could save you here I would not even try, for a betrayal such as yours must be dealt with swiftly to save from an endless wrath of hell and fury. Bury your head in my hands, I will not crush it, only I will mend it again and again until you are beautiful once again.
I will light the candles around you, and watch the heat envelope you. As the flames dance in your terror filled eyes I will praise the Gods for such a gift, and with a quiet voice I shall lull you to sleep, if only I could speak of the things in which you reap. So on to the show, it is time to get going, must I remind you of the tortures waiting below? Follow me my dear, it will only last a minute, after an eternity of pain, a quick death awaits you.”