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I...

I feel depraved myself, for liking this.

But wonderful job writing, as usual.

Eloquent even when describing something that would make me want to vomit myself.

There's not much of the bones left now. What was left when the two of them walked away- staggered, more like, on drunken feet, tottering like newborn calves- what was left has long been picked at. The brain is gone, the flesh is gone, the bones bleached long dry. But the spine remembers. In that crack, in that broken link that felled the creature it once was, bringing him down, toppling him- in that crack, the spine remembers. It remembers the force that had driven such a person to attack, to fell and consume another of his kind, where none but the most terrible of situations could push most to. It remembers, lying there, and that spine will remember until it is crushed to dust and spread to the four winds.

And it will.

that was...intense

This was pretty dark! I liked it! It was also so dramatic! Great story!

Kage: Ah...ah...oh my...HOLY BEEPERS! FRANCIS, HOW COULD YOU? DX Seriously though, I liked how this story was pretty graphic, it made it even more creepier. Hopefully Francis feels guilty for the rest of his...existence...about this incident, then God will probably forgive him.

i... i... i think my stomach just ate its self. n_n;;

i knew the story said 'horror', but i didnt think it would be so... graphic? ((sorry, im not very good with gore ))

but all in all, it was an interesting story. very descriptive and intense in its own way.