Title: This Beckons

Author: HalfshellVenus

Character? (Gen)

Rating: K

Disclaimer: But of course.

Summary: For the 100ghosts challenge on "sloth": It cannot bestir itself…

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There's a golden-haired child with a heart like blue-sky morning up above on a grassy hill.

Its essence would be delicious-- all sweet brightness cutting through the trail of murk.

The last horde of acquisitions was filling but base: terrorists and torturers, mass-murderers and pedophiles, zealots burning with righteous hatred. Blackened souls bring little reward, for they are plentiful and self-offering. Purity is precious—delectable-- for it must be hunted… stolen… destroyed.

The conquest beckons, but this lava-hot crevice in the rock is soothing and steamy.

Above, the child twirls in the sun.

Down below, the darkness waits another day…

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