Death

Strange paragraph I have wrote, Don't know if I'll continue though.

Standing in his dimly lit living room. Xavier allowed the crimson liquid to drip from his fingertips, coming in contact with the tile floor making a barely audible dripping noise. He raised his hands until they met his forward gaze, smearing the crimson all over his face, the metallic scent stuffing up his nostrils.The smell began to trigger something within him as he began having distorted visions of himself with a britva cut throat razor in one hand and maniacal aura in his eyes.Falling to the ground his knees making contact to the tile with a painful smack, Xavier felt a poison bubbling within the depths of his bowels.Dry heaving for thirty seconds, Xavier's head began  to pound then he was no longer dry heaving, crimson began to spew from his mouth, pints of it slathering the floor and his clothes,clinging like sticky honey.After at least three minutes of this it appeared to be the end of his repulsive gore filled regurgitation. Xavier's throat was inferno, as though he had consumed acid and it was taking affect on his throat most of all,blistering and burning to the very core.Very slowly he rose to his feet groaning from the nausea and pain, he set off down the narrow hallway with a big thud each step he took, due to the large leather steel-toe capped boots he was wearing. They were also smothered in blood, the previous grey colour barely visible now with several thick coats of crimson. Turning to his right, he entered his bedroom his eyes fixed on the bed, like a rabbit with it's foot stuck in a vice. The room looked as if someone had splattered a few buckets of red paint through out the walls, floor,bed, cupboards and so on. Laying on the bed was a bloody mess of mutilation and decay, the remnants of what used to be a women, but no one would able to tell the difference between her and a half devoured antelope now.

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

You have painted a blood-red canvas and unleashed a wildness into the world... Everything drips and sighs in the darkness here... and one wonders what will unfold next... what other beasts you might release on the world through your words... Amazing piece...

[Niámh McCormack]

Thank you, I have contemplated continuation, I certainly have enough anger to do so. Though between studying and gaming I never have enough time to write anymore. I'm glad someone appreciates it though. :)

[An owl on the moon]

As a writer, it is a powerful way to channel your anger... pain... joy... all your emotions through your inspirations... Truly hope you'll find more time to create if you have a break from studies in the summer... Don't break from gaming! :)

[Niámh McCormack]

Ofcourse not hahaha runescape is my life :P, Would love more time for writing though :(