At first you freeze...
There is beauty to the slow scuttle
A sound so subtle
Hypnotic, you begin to move
Matching rhythm for rhythm
A slow dance...romance?
A slow dance...romance?
And then...ATTACK!
Stunned, you step back and stare
As the heat seeps through
You stare as your limbs lie limp
You stare as you crumble to the ground
You stare as your heart begins to slow
You stare until your eyes are the last of the organs
Processing finality.
Scorpion King.
He knows.
His power.
2 comments:
... and he's a player; starts with a dance-romance...
very nice.
Thanks babe. Sometimes,though,even the best of players would not able to pull such a stunt. It's almost as though it is the uncalculated attacks that are the worst, the most detrimental, the most crushing. Those have been my experiences, anyway.
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