Black Death

A scorpion will never face itís own stinger. A bear will never maul itself. Why then do some men have wounds they wont talk about?

Itís not always the arrow that kills you, itís the infection. †Gangrene is a slow death, spreading slowly but surely. †It loves an open wound and marches itís death brigade ever so gradually to the heart.

The unforgiven has a unique gaze his eyes. †Itís says heís longed for the barrel of his revolver. †Looking at him is like staring right through a bullet hole. †And he knows the choice is simple, cut off the trigger finger that betrayed his love, or just welcome that slow but certain death. †

The path to survival is clear, but he just hasnít decided yet.
Written by Nilknarfar
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