A TIME OF FLAMES – SYISS’S THOUGHTS

What am I? I do wonder, sometimes.

I sat watching my father act out his sadistic fantasies. I heard the screams. I smelt the blood and gore. A red sea lapped at my feet. He was insane, wasn’t he?

I perhaps should have told him that soon after my education began, I yearned to learn more, see more, hear more…just feel more. I think I didn’t tell him because I feared he would stop. I wore a mask of pain, but beneath that mask I was in rapture.

What am I? I do wonder, sometimes.

I emerged from my imprisonment, like the most special butterfly. Born again. A creature without remorse, without fear. A unique being untouched by empathy and guilt. Untouched by Joy.

What am I? I do wonder, sometimes.

My father knew the way to a magical place called Blue Sky. He once told me that only torture, blood and death can bring it into existence. I have killed and tortured, but Blue Sky does not reveal itself. Was he lying to me? I guess I have no choice other than to keep killing. My joy awaits me there.

What am I? I do wonder, sometimes.

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