Danzad Malditos, Danzad

It has been a long time, but the empty hole where they spent so many months was there, like always, a frozen empty space in a frozen world. Now also empty, waiting for events to restart again.  - We didn't knew anything at the time. They were the Breathers. He tried again, slowly opening the vest and letting the viscous liquid atmosphere to enter his mask. It smell sweet, the smell of rotten meat, just like the first time he noticed the smell in his bad-isolated old vest. After so many years in that rock, he got used to it. Now it was almost like getting back a childhood memory. His brother was there, standing next to him. He looked taller, thinner, not older, but more mature. He was changed, both were. His arms didn't get rocky like himself, but softer, longer, articulated without elbows, so different from his rigid, bold and spiky limb. The same black skin, darker than anything else, but the walls of that cave.  - "The Hammer and the Whip", she called us.  - I told ...

https://theghostintherelic.wordpress.com/2018/02/28/torn-medusas-speech/ Medusa: - blah, blah, blah , fuck her, fuck her charades, how she still pretends to be the mother of us all? She, that has not been even born yet. I was there when she arrived with her fucking rethoric, and I followed her, and … and where was she when my gift was stolen and they cut my head? where was she when I was abandoned? a bloody head smashed against the rocks, suffering sun and rain and dust for millenia, unable to satisfy my hunger, until I learned the gift again, to hunt small animals, trap them, and bring their dusty meat to my mouth, until I learn to keep them alive, just a bit, to feel the taste of raw meat and flesh and bones, to hunt on prey again, to drain their bodies, to use them, to occupy them, to meld my spine on its own, to be a women, to have a cunt, at least, after two millenia of cunning I finally have a cunt, and I'm not going to renounce to it yet, my dear. I'm not a fucking R...