Susan Davis

“It’s nothing compared to happiness.”
I snorted through gritted teeth. “What happiness?”
“Exactly.”
“Reality interrupts—” Jaw clenching, my nostrils flared as I felt a gush of blood flow.
A whisper. “Life.” His blink was slow. “The mother of all bitches.”
“And the beauty?”
“Its absence is duly noted.”
“Only to be found by those later.”
Another swipe of my cheeks. “Once they’ve suffered to the point they scream for death.”
“Full circle.”
His hand found mine in a gentle hold. “Pain needs to be felt.”
― Scarlett Dawn, King Cave

“Go to heaven for the climate and hell for the company.”
― Benjamin Franklin Wade

“Skeletons of houses loomed around me, their broken faces screaming in pain from the torture that they had had to endure and the murders they'd has to witness. Everything around me was bathed in the death of the dim light we had been left with. the life sucked out of it and the beauty stripped from it. The world was cast in shadow, but I had the light that served as my shield, which elongated those shadows into deathly fingers that only made the world look more forgotten.”
― Rebbecca Ethington