Lion Head Mesa Sessho-seki

he was left alone.
"oh. oh, satsu," and ignoring of all protocol, he cast himself over her and gathered her stiffening body close.
she was not beautiful in death; her countenance had been marred and twisted forever in horror and agony.
"i will avenge you, my sweet," he moaned aloud, tears pouring down his face.
ramesses howled his rage to the seven directions.