Let the wolves have me, my love.
Oh, tonight is the night.
The stars are looking wonderful. That little slice of moon in shining so brightly, it will be difficult not to find my ruined corpse laying cold in the undergrowth.
The remnants of forgotten pack of cigarettes have been stuffed into my pocket and the backup bottle of Poland’s finest lays empty on my bed. My mouth is watering in anticipation of the night ahead.
A stop at the off-licence before I take one last look at civilization and disappear into the woods surrounding my lake. There, I will make the night skies spiral out of control and forcefully reopen a beautifully healed wound.
Kiss this world goodnight. The beasts are baying for blood.
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