The Death Hero: Part 1

The severed foot and portion of leg hovered impossibly in the glass display like a dark trophy. Its flesh retained the light beige hue that marked it as having healthy living skin and was still covered in a sparse arrangement of dark wispy hairs that swayed slightly back and forth from the encapsulated wind currents. Exposed muscle tissue at the topmost part was dark red and would twitch nearly imperceptively, and two jagged ends of bone stretched out ahead of the rest. It had grown slowly over the past few months, piece by agonizing piece, starting with just the majority of his right big toe. Like a demon’s jigsaw puzzle, it had assembled itself inside the glass case as a constant reminder to its owner that the puzzle would not be finished anytime soon. 

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You are NOT in a story

Others can do what they want and the world can make up stories about it but it doesn’t mean that I have to take them seriously or agree with them. Stories are a part of life and they have as much power as we want to give them but stories are not the same as life.

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