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you sense me before i strike, fangs out, ready to sink into your peach-flavored skin, your silky ribbon blood, the thickening pulse of your heart, your loins, your desire to know life and death and what lies beyond it all. you grasp behind you, desperate for purchase, to yell out, to demand help, saving; but also to demand more, deeper, wanting me to learn all of your essence, your childhood dreams and disappointments, the way the church held sway over your mind and soul, how the devil on your shoulder laughed in your ear, promising treats and rewards. oh that you turned your back onRead More →