Renaissance Stories

I felt quite good to have ridden the city of a filthy vermin, yet I needed to see my sweet Elizabeth in order to feel more man than beast again. Only the touch of her creamy flesh would expunge the violent death from my hands. I was desperate to see her flawless face before me; it was the only thing that would help erase the sickening vision of the filth I had just eliminated. I need you, Elizabeth! I need you now… The ho...

Your words chilled my soulAs you looked at me with heartless eyesAnd told me we were doneGrudgingly I said my goodbyesAnd tried to move onTrying to rid my mind of youAll those times I criedAnd thought that maybe if I changedOur relationship could be revivedI was left behindBut I didn't realise then that it was a good thingYou were so impossibleAnd even I knew back then that it was doomed from the startBut perhaps that is...