Have had enough yet?
She murmured in disbelief when the thing was still young and only at the very beginning.
Not enough! Not yet! The doors shouted after she left.
A strong ray of light that appeared in all majesty and power briefly surveilled the deepest depths of the darkness.
In the ray of light her clearest shade.
Then the doors of the deepest dark cave shut down after she left and the echoes, sounding as infinite, beating like terrified hearts of the loneliest spirits that ever belonged to existence.
The darkness just became darker than ever before, thicker that any imaginable plasteline.
No knife to cut. No scissors to shorten the moment.
And the red eyes of the most squirmy monsters appeared.
And their hands with long claws.
And the saliva that looked like long strings of bloob.
Just for a moment, at least.
At least, that is, thanks to the light.
And ehind her appearance one could clearly see in the distance:
This is going to be the bloodiest feast of the century.
And you're not hungry?
No. You have had not enough yet!
This is not even the beginning!
There's no end!
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Titled: Not enough, not even the beginning - A tribute to Aleksandra Mladenovic (thank you)
To the series: hashem a la carte | shalom einz zwei drei
As he came to the point of introducing himself in his own and a very particular way he wasn't aware of the magical power of the mirror he was presenting himself to, thinking it is a person, but he will never know. And all his deepest secrets and despair, the rage of centuries were looking at him through those innocent eyes, so sweet. Then, the feast began. And not just any feast. It sucked the blood of all world's art and is still sucking it. Sucking it dry!
#actsofdisobedience