We Are the Accused

Here’s a little tease from the piece I’m working on:

“He raised his head and inhaled, pulling the mist inside. These moments, when he devoured pestilential entities, were the only times he saw God: an entity of blood and fire, a churning chaos of creation and destruction, but so fucking beautiful. Euphoria washed over him. Full body orgasms throbbed through him a hundred times a minute. He ate and ate, gulping down flesh and ether. He consumed the man in black until only a wet gaping hole remained in place of his enemy’s throat and chest. When he finished, he wailed, unsure if he cried in pleasure, fear or shame. Perhaps all three.”

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