With a blast of shivering cold I realize that my window is cracked, splitting. Power multiplied by force added to root strength. I shut the window allowing the glass to split from the panes. Hands having no time to react - they slide down the edge, opening the pink outer layer of the flesh, deeply driving on to the top of the bone. The bleached inside fills with red fluid and spill so beautifully from the slits. Red fingerprints are etched onto the broken shards. My veins begin to sting - strongly sticking its way through my blood stabbing its way out my eye - sliding down my face - carving my flesh as the path continues. Crimson fills my eyes as I fall to my knees - spiraling in red I scream it's...
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