Bonesplinter Ravine [M] Viva La Vida

Again, and again.

Overkill.

But Eset sees it as justice. Life’s triumph in the map of death.  A life lived in strife put to death. Azure veins over alabaster skin, coral lips brandishing their new blue. A conquest satisfied. Never again will hysteria please him best. Such shadows are the brain’s forgeries. Two masters laid to rest this night.

Mustering to the quiet stance, Eset takes a step, and another, until she is lain across the patterned shoulders, glistening in light and blood. Her hands wrap against the thumping heart, the nose to his cheek whispers, “Machi– Machi.”

“He is gone.”