Ego Libido Amo Tu In Aeternum, 4

by Amo de Tuus Aetas et Mors
originally published at 08:12PM on Saturday, December 22, 2007

I was no more than seven years old. A burglar had broken into my family’s hovel and I crept downstairs to see what the noise was. He grabbed me and peeled the skin from both my hands, with a knife! I was so terrified, I didn’t scream, and when the insane murderer put me down, I never noticed when he ran to my parents and killed them. I began to relive, over and over again, the memory…

“Seracor?!” Someone shook me rapidly. The memory faded, and I fell back into the conscious realm. The sun was setting-how long had I been reliving that memory?- and my hands glowed a furious electric blue. “Seracor?! Are you alright?” Master Sephith shook me again. The rest of the students were probably back in their quarters. I jumped back, and felt a light blush spread across my face. “Agh! What?!” I yelled back, nearly through reflex. My twenty two year old teacher waited a moment, and then responded.




  • from Mighty-Joe Young:

    so he doesnt have skin on his hands now i got kind of confused or are they covered in scars if you explain this later and i am just dumb dont respond ok lol