"Change all the locks.
Barricade the door. Protect the heart, men. That's the objective." They don't know that the heart is purple, bloodied, or blue. They don't know that one more touch, and that heart might die. Just as a thousand other hearts have died, at the hands of women, who have stormed the castle their swords and bows in hand mercy left at the waysides or in a vale many leagues away. There is something innate, something natural, something primal that tells women to take the hearts of men, to tear them apart, beat them bloody, and leave them convulsing, bleeding to the death. |
Copyright ©2007 Ashi Shadow 7/27/07
Note: Theme related to castle by the sea.
Should it be "their" death?
Title wasn't chosen initially settled on first line for now though may not
be perfect.