The decomposing mouth of the demon creature, drops
open.
It’s long, rough tongue, flicks out as he licks his crusted, bleeding lips.
A rage induced slime spews from its mouth, dribbles,
gel-like over stinking teeth, which spill onto a pointed chin.
Standing tall, he smiles at her distress, he loves it...
Fear, emanates from his delightful captive.
Doesn’t she know, doesn't she get it... fear makes her more alluring?
Her screams convince him, she’s going to die.
He wants her tears, he has to see her weep; he needs to feel her
squirm.
The end is almost here...
Around her slender throat he applies claw like, deep, consistent pressure.
From his pure evil practice, he knows that in the end...
She’ll drift off to never-never-land.
But not before he slams open his own misshapen, monstrous
eyes,
which permit her to see her own mirror image, as she
dies …
MJ Ewen
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