Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Slime Bath Arta

She's forgotten how long it's had her, dazed by the surges while it tickled and probed.  Consciousness is back now, enough to feel the warmth of her own bloody sweat.  But the Vower has only allowed this reprieve to show what's next: a belly of churning slime.  All other questions are meaningless now, overwhelmed by the fact that this will be her grave.

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