☽ ░░▒► A soft hiss built lightly beneath parted lips, affliction grasped only vaguely for the brevity of it all. Like a flicker, a flash, sparks upon an anvil burning white (singed skin and burning tongue caught ablaze), crimson welled and alabaster tore. Astonishment rivaled only by the pleasure to follow, burst with vehemence across his features in an expression not unlike contortion (not quite a smile, not quite a grimace, but some terrible amalgamation!).
☽ ░░▒► Like claws, like fangs, anchors sunk themselves deep within the flesh, membrane torn as if paper. He steeled himself whilst bleached bones were revealed amidst carnage, the starved maw carved all away, bit by bit, bite by bite. ‘Twas music more than music, crescendo louder than crescendo, the heart trembled like a string ( - oh how he played! how he played…), red mouth brought to kiss unfurling skin. Adonis! Clutching to his breast the stained anemone, dying in the arms of a goddess (but who the goddess and who the man? oui, what mattered in the mingling? the lost senses and senseless mutterings? both were either, either both, blessings in the ruination). Heavenward his eyes lolled, immediacy of pain mixing with the thrill of it all -
☽ ░░▒► “How does it taste? How do I taste, Kaneki? How am I? Is it satisfying? Is it pleasurable? Am I palatable? Am I delicious? Oh - n'est-ce pas! Le fait juge l'homme!”
☽ ░░▒► Jumbled murmurings, only half coherent for delirium and for half considerations of savouring a bite of himself, himself. To join the feast himself? To eat himself as he himself were eaten? Lips trembled, spine shivering, by mere consideration -
☽ ░░▒► But no - no - a feast in part alone. Not for himself, for Kaneki. Tsukiyama dwelt upon the ravenous figure by heated light, contemplation as if upon a masterpiece. Fingertips trailed like dancers across the silver hair, delicate motions upon the stage.
Carmine chinoiseries fulminated- twisting spirals of silken embroideries fleetingly ablaze- meteoric freckles of radiance rippling beneath torrents of dappled waters, swarthy swamps- sweltering midst this aromatic repugnance of sanguine gluttony. Magniloquent blooms and curlicue coils of brocaded ivy- sporadic ascension, crippling sensations. Needles gouged his skin in titillating pulsations, creeping upwards clammy skin- pallid and tensed taunt across spindly bones. He was a disjointed, grotesque creature ensnared in his own atrophying flesh- resurrected merely by an iniquitous, voluptuous impulse of consumption- craving, after the destitution this wretched body had suffered, for pernicious restitution.
Hungry- I’m so hungry… I’m hungry-hungryhungryhungry… Tear. Chew. Swallow. Repeat.
Nest of centipedes squirming and screeching, churning and convulsing inside his sinuous, delicate intestines- they bit and scratched, sucked and latched- onto his arteries, his muscles, his bones. Glissading athwart the switches upon his contorted spine and slithering in between the moist cavities at the base of his skull, into his soft brain where they masticated and squirmed- deeper, and yet deeper still. It was as if he could hear them, writhing corkscrews- ‘click, click’ wagged the pincers. A deranged, coarse snicker rose from within the slick throat, greasy with viscous blood- it was frenzied and nauseating. Senselessly anguished. Asphyxiating in intoxicating afflictions- elusively incorporeal yet vehemently lucid.
He wanted to stop. He wanted more. It was delicious! Delightful! Luscious strips of muscle sliding against his teeth, all bleeding ligaments and tender sinews- his fingers felt across the unbroken impeccable expanse of flesh, so much more to feed off- to rip apart- to wreck. The boy shuddered in both ecstasy and abhorrence, so finely chiseled was the line between insanity and wretchedness, allurement and detestation.
Cognizance, individuality were anesthetized beyond the fringes of consciousness- while delirium in her chariot of phantasm mirages aggrandized the jagged perimeter, spearing perception asunder till merely splintered filaments remain- ragged, obscure cadavers, eyes of empty sockets peering into an abyssal void- sightless. Instinctual bestiality instrumented his trembling limbs with mauling possession, while he himself was entangled within webs of narcotic reveries, nightmarishly bizarre- grisly surreal.
He ingested till he couldn’t anymore, abdomen spasming with opulent matter for assimilation- while misery subsided like receding eventides to the somnolent stupefaction of ambiguous night. Amorphous ambivalence flickered and hushed as appetence reposed in gratification and recollection skimmed through- observed if not acknowledged- of a fickle impression of familiarity, piquant redolence. Dulcet fragrance intermixed betwixt ambrosial aroma of exquisite mortality, rapturous- although he lacked eyes to see, tears of vermillion slipped down smooth ceramic cheeks- already infused rubicund with the blood of another.
Arced tongue swept over tarnished lips apathetically- fingers intertwined along snowy tresses, lenient if somewhat unsteady- drew him closer to the feeble palpitations beneath. Euphonious warmth embraced him as he shivered, agitation steeping reluctantly from weary limbs as unconsciousness hovered- waiting to kiss him asleep. Torpid with bleary lethargy- Kaneki curled about himself, legs drawn to his chest, head resting against feverish flesh, listening with wistful attentiveness to the oscillating cadence of strained heartbeats.
Tenuous morsels of subtle reminiscences danced in abstract darkness-
Flitting through shafts of diaphanous luminance, a bejeweled flycatcher spiraled among the emerald canopy- sapphire feathers glinting in vignette hues of indigo. Trickling cries drifted through the air, aligned vibrations of sound concurring into idyllic tune inured in nature’s instrumentalities. Beyond- was a velvet tapestry of Persian blue, casting cyan radiance upon lounging clouds languidly swimming by the horizon…
A mellifluous humming glided forth from between the lips of a small boy sitting on an old swing. Vines of rust entwined themselves delicately upon the iron bars supporting the swing set, leaving tessellations of bronze colored glazes to mark their insidious dalliance. Raven lashes flickered as obsidian orbs rotated in pensive observation of the empty children’s playground. It was adequately equipped, though seemingly of equipment experienced in the fluctuations of time, perhaps concern of safety was what had desolated this forlorn place from its petite conquerors.
“Ken, time to go home.” A woman’s voice called out, supple and melodious.
The little boy gave one last swing, small hands grasping tight to rusted chains. He smiled demurely at the woman standing at the edge of the playground, squinting his eyes though her face remains obscured from clarity. Like looking through tinted windows, -or perhaps the other end of the spyglass.
“Yes mother! I’m coming.” He cried out pleasantly, slipping off the swing- leaving the cracked wooden board swaying back and forth behind him- back and forth-
Notes of a pendulum...
“Mother, mother- I remembered the lullaby you had sung to me before…”
Her exquisite eyes beamed behind thin lenses and a crimson frame, she held out a slender hand white as porcelain with nails adored in shades of nebulous black. A tantalizing fragrance enveloped her graceful figure like silken cashmere spun by spiders of perfumery. Scarlet lips rose to an eloquent crescent of inviting desire.
“Is that so~?” She whispered, tilting her head of lustrous lavender locks.
Grubby fingers slipped into the woman’s elegant digits as she tightened her hold and led the way, - away from the vacant playground and the swaying swing. Away from the calling of the flycatchers or the dazzling glamour inside a blue sky...
“…Yes. I remember now.” The little boy answered broodingly. Petal lips twisted into a grimace, mellowed by a touch of sweet pathos.
Lolite gems glistened in shattered shards beneath curtains of melanoid deliberations, accompanied by flutter of sumptuous lashes. Gracefully she bent down and leaned forwards, stroking his wet cheeks ever so gently.
“What does it matter now~?” She breathed, cupping the boy’s head towards her.
He glanced down solemnly, sadness entrancing his features with melancholic beauty, “Everything… and nothing.”
Rize giggled mellifluously -cascade of water droplets stinging against peaks of icicles-. “Then let us go, and let us eat Kaneki. I’m tired of sentimentality and thinking, it’s so boring~. None of it matters in the end anyway!” she spun around happily, pulling the boy with her.
“…Me too~... I’m sick of it all.”
The world faded to white, to darkness...
To red.
Parched lips unfastened to reveal rows of teeth blacked by dried blood, grotesque spades of obsidian encased within ashen gums. A crimson tongue snaked forth from the cavernous obscurity within to steal the bead of ruby lingering by the ivory fingertip. Burgundy wine swirled in trailing smokes across an eclipsed
Sclera before emerging within the center to form an efflorescing fountain overflowing in veins of magma… A moment, then imploding onto itself- the pain however, was barely perceived or minded.
The cavern swelled before onyx blades were thrust into flesh, teeth tearing into smooth skin in lithe viciousness and the brusque elegance of an animalistic nature. Passionate demolition with the aftertaste of raw consumption untouched by the tasteful pleasures of the senses but only urged by deafening ravenousness.
Though sightless and broken, his body was twisted into life by the machinations of hunger and moved in the contorted fashion of a skeletal organism seemingly devoid of muscle structure. Brisk and laconic, but anomalous- he rose partially and an arm reached out to grasp the man by his neck, pulling him closer with uncanny strength induced by the relocated circulation of RC cells within the boy’s body. Without a word, Kaneki, or perhaps his residual shell- bit into the scalene region, teeth lacerating through tendons and strips of muscle. Trailing arteries and slashed veins tangled into a lattice pattern of scarlet threads as he wrenched meat from bone.
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