>>12472816
not so impressive when their guts are spread across the trees
the gore of it reminded me of holiday tinsel
christmas lights
the smell of a fire and the anticipation of hot cocoa
as I watched them drip from above and splatter on the cold ground
under the indifferent gods above, beneath their silent gaze
only one word came to my mind
nice
i releaded my weapon and charged
but there wasn't a ruder left standing
next time I want to see it in their eyes
my reflection staring back at me as i bonk them with my rifle
i want to know if after all this i have a reflection at all
or if i've become a soulless angel of death
*sniff*
smells like ruder guts, enough to make a bury grind her teeth
and spit
but i keep it nice, i swallow the grit and and sweat
the dirt caked on my face stings with sweat and powder burn
before I realized it, we were marching to the next ruder hideout
they never saw us coming
i saw my reflection again
and again
and again
until i couldn't recognize her at all
*sniff* i'm starting to like that smell
it's kind of nice