kkruip
I was placid, peaceful and calm as I rose from my chair but in the few steps it took me to cross over to my aggressor it seemed I had become quite violent. Without hesitation I threw a hard cross and finished him as soon as I'd started.
It held all the love and adoration that had previously been put on its beholder. Long after he died the spoil lived on. Animated by the memories of how it was won.