“Cold steel tore flesh and muscle on its mirrored blade. It scraped against bone, setting my teeth on edge. Blood flowed, slowly at first… and as the razor edge exited, a gout followed closely behind it. My blood. The sudden, sharp pain stole my breath away. I inhaled, trying desperately to block out the sudden blackness that threatened to sweep me away. Then the blade struck home a second time. The pain was still fresh from the first wound that my hands clutched at uselessly, tr...ying to put the pouring red liquid back where it belonged. "No, no," I gasped. My fingers clutched uselessly at the escaping red liquid, trying to force it back from whence it came. "Get back in there, damn you." Why was it so hard to breathe? In slow motion, my knees buckled beneath me. I felt the sting as I struck the stones hard, all the strength gone from my legs, but I hardly noticed.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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