©2009, Made in DNA
Original, unrelated, stand-alone fiction-bursts (in less than 140 characters each) of sex, blood and death, set in Feudal Japan.
Poison grips my heart as explosion bursts from my loins. Whore-assassin shadow-smiles atop me. In the deep night heat, ravens cackle.
Walk in the shadows that run deep in blood and the only light to be seen, is the moonlight glint from thy enemy's blade-strike.
Sweltering August heat. The sing-song of cicadas. The sway of the ocean. Piked, bloating corpses basking lazily under the summer sun.