I shall become a wolf.
I shall shed my skin and replace my teeth with platinum
fangs and pull out my fingernails and hammer in new claws of copper. I shall
pluck out these useless eyes and replace them with yellow marble slits. I shall
cut lay lines into my skin and peel myself free of this muscle and these veins
and bones and this stomach that sits like a rock. I shall become cold and sleek
and hard. I shall no longer be fragile. I shall replace my heart with
clockwork. I shall fear no more.
I shall become a wolf.
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My skin wants to eat itself.
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I got skinned by a black cat with gunmetal claws. He smirked
at me and said it was time for my debt to be paid. I fought with all the
strength my wasted body could muster but he climbed down my throat and settled
in my stomach, before he clawed his way out and tore my guts to shreds. As I
lay bleeding on the rug, he took my skin clean off.
He took my skin, and now I'm just cold.