Xeno Hemlock
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Xen

discovering oneself is a journey with no finite destination.

Xenflexio

No blood appeared on my cheeks when icy, cold drops of rain slapped them. Hundred bee stings pierced through my flesh with each globule of water. Still, I trudged through the rain because...

...I couldn't go back...

...to the temporal joy of mortal living. Sweet candies, greasy meat, and chilled wine, they were all inviting. The true good I expected turned out to be a big, fat nothing. My own body enslaved me, guts protesting from the inside and lungs commanding my breaths against my will. It wasn't pleasant at all. My two legs failed me, I couldn't walk. My biological rhythm forsook me, I couldn't sleep. Demons haunted me at night and a buzzing spirit possessed my immobile body. I lived a nightmare nobody else could feel. All the well-wishes, sympathy, and prayer could never deliver me from the pain of abused blood and flesh.

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Xenkissos

I stood up and looked at his reflection in the mirror by the wall. God, what a handsome looking fella he was. His eyes sparkled like small gemstones. His smile made the room glow. Those floppy ears were so cute, I wanted to grab them in the mirror and bite them. Delicious!

Whenever he breathed, his lips turned into a more attractive rose color. The saliva glistening on his bottom lip made it more seductive. I wanted to hear him speak and take me into fantasy land. There in heaven we would drown in ecstasy. I wanted to die with him. Death only comes once in a lifetime and I wanted to make mine worthwhile.

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