AN: Wow... I don't know whether to be proud or scared that I got into Farfie's head... Anway... not as dark as it could be, but still kind of disturbing... to me anyways... Please R&R! ^-^
Warnings: Farf's POV, NEED I say anything more?
Disclaimer: Even though I keep asking for the rights to any anime every holiday, it never seems to happen... *sighs* Weiss does not belong to me unfortunately...
Posted: June 14, 2003
How I love the smell of fresh blood.
The coppery taste
Mixed with the metal of a knife.
The feeling of the thick liquid
As it runs over your fingers
From a fresh kill.
Watching as it pools
In large puddles
Underneath an unmoving body.
Holding a knife
And letting the blood leave
Shiny red trails in its path.
Oh, but the kill is just as fun.
Hunting victims like prey,
Letting them far enough away
Where they think they'll survive
Before striking.
How they squirm!
Their screams are like music,
Echoing in the distance
And creating a kind of symphony.
Their eyes get frantic
When they come face to face with Death.
Their pulse quickens
As they either beg for their lives or forgiveness.
Their fear builds
When they catch sight of a weapon,
And for some reason,
That makes them struggle even more.
I especially enjoy the ones
Who manage to break free.
It makes the game more enjoyable
When it contains a good chase;
It builds their fear,
And screams are so much better
When tinged with fright.
The best ones though,
Are the ones that fade
With a blood-coated breath,
Right before the body stills
And the light in the eyes fade.
The others say I'm crazy,
I think I merely know what I want
And know how to get it.
I'm just eccentric.