Shattered Edge : Shree

I almost hurt Heshee this evening.She had tortured a little mouse,barely the size of a car key,and it was trembling, curling in on itself,frightened beyond comprehension. Something in me shattered.I shouted: loud, uncontrolled.Everyone around me was shocked,half of me in that moment.I was on the edge of my racing hand.I became what I despised. I ... Read more