Friday, March 13, 2009

I drew back my arm and i let loose the cat of nine tails,this little beast makes hamburger meat out of the back of our "savior",he struggles to breath beneath the pain yet he still stands,I pause just long enough to let our eyes meet.
He catches my sly smirk as i unleash a fury a blows that exposes bone and tendon (cat of nine tails a small whip with nine leather strands tied to each end shards of bone or broken glass specifically designed to rip and tear chunks of flesh from the victims )
Wake up! son; little mother Mary has something to tell you" I am sorry i lied"

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