Expiation & Exorcism
The metal serpent spits out a rush of water, running tiny streams down my skin. Maybe if I scrub hard enough, I can wash off all this dirt That weighs me down like sin. Now I must make sure that the blade is sharp enough. The foam covers my face and neck. Slash! The blade takes with it thousands of demons at once, until the skin around my beard is barren, blessed with the tingle of a snowdrop. "Dear Father..." Slash! "..please bless this bounty.." Slash! "..which I am about to receive.." Slash!... Sign in to see full entry.