Barbed tongue hissing, teeth glistening with my own venom. Burning hues stab me with hatred. Hues that makes me fall into madness, pain and fear.
Then I realized.
Words tremble out of my lips. Like susurring to a lover, I let love embrace my being.
"My deadly monster. My lovely creature."
Sorry for such a gore picture, but I needed it!
Can you guess what the nasty, black liquid is made out of? I'll leave it up to you
-FLICKRTWITTERFACEBOOKCristina Otero Pascual