The Presence and Destruction of Evil Through the Eyes of a Pigeon.

The Presence and Destruction of Evil Through the Eye of a Pigeon.

Prologue.

(Simon)

It was so long ago, I can hardly remember just what happened. I was young; sixteen, perhaps seventeen. It wasn’t a pre-meditated action, nor was it anything I’d ever thought about doing before. It just happened, like a flash of lightning, and I didn’t have time to even process what was going on around me.

She was around the same age, younger than me by a few years, and I wasn’t too well-acquainted with her.  She could have been a model, or a hooker, or a humble housewife, and I’d have gone ahead and did it just the same.

But that was some time ago; she wouldn’t recognise me now, not that there was any possibility of her running into me, anyway. I was a changed man, no matter what anyone said. The ten years I’d spent in prison had brought me clarity and solitude, but had challenged my temper and desire for flesh, and greatly.  I’d spent years, my most lustful and immoral, locked away behind bars with no physical contact of any kind--not so much as a gentle cruise from a lonely cellmate or a subtle look from anyone around. It felt as though I were being caged up like a pigeon with clipped wings and I longed to get out once more.

At last, I had my freedom. June 7th, roughly ten years and ten months after “the incident”, I was freed and could fly with wings unclipped to find sanity again.




Notessss;

Little collaboration me and a friend are working on c: Kind of...weird and awkward and disturbing, but whatever. I'll try and keep the language and the mature content at a minimum, for the sake of any viewers (caroline x3)


Dankeschon!

Introductory Post.

Just another writing blog~
As I am having more and more difficulties dealing with Wordpress.com, I've decided to switch back to blogger, after about a year. SO, anyone who's been following my old mibba or wordpress, can regroup here.  As a note, most of what I write is fiction, but there are some instances where non-fictional characters come into a scene with different names/physical characteristics, BUT I will notify you beforehand and only proceed with your permissionz.  So, please, don't spam me with hate mail saying I'm using you as some horrible person in my short stories, (like what happened last time.) I'm not; you are delusional. x_x

Presently, I am re-writing all of my short stories from old blogs 'n stuff.
A walk in darkness
Paradise Falls
Reconstruction
Affirmation

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-mel