Machin Shin

The Black Wind…

“…blood so sweet, so sweet to drink the blood, the blood that drips, drips, drops so red; pretty eyes, fine eyes, I have no eyes, pluck the eyes from out of your head; grind your bones, split your bones inside your flesh, suck your marrow while you scream; scream, scream, singing screams, sing your screams…”

~written after having read The Great Hunt through the night last Sunday… (Late posting lang kasi)