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Nocturne Aeterna

Neurotic Soliloquies From An Otherwise Calm Guy.

Created on 2004-02-01 17:38:20 (#2081187), last updated 2009-11-13

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Name:Dano
Birthdate:1986-05-30
Location:Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Website:Johari Window
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He brought the razor to the angular beam of his jawline, dragging its most perfidious edge through the stubble in quick, raking strokes. It had been years since he'd used a straight razor to shave but, given these particular circumstances, this momentary lack of resources brought him no other perceivable options or tools. All it took was time to produce the same captious results -- this being the primary reason for its contingency -- and after having washed away the foam, the scrupulously silky skin hidden beneath was revealed. It's appearance was that of an effulgent ivory, bringing with it an almost translucent quality that he had still not gotten used to.
And as though it were someone else holding his hand he examined the blurry reflection in the blade closely before gently placing it flat against his throat, the cool steel feeling frigid and expectant. As for himself, he failed to recognize the body still flecked with bruises and minor lacerations from four nights previous, a spatter-work cluster of pallid greens and yellows interspersed with vibrant purples and reds against an ailing, bitter canvas. The pearled handle of the straight razor shone dully in his hands; he'd not felt this strange roughness against its surface before. Upon noticing it, he opened his clenched fist and read the inscription that he found there:
"Past, perfect. Present, tense. Future, bleak."
In an attempt to bleach these words from memory he fumbled to close the blade, the locking mechanism snapping unexpectedly into place; naturally came the recoil, and down the blade went with a clatter into the sink. He cursed as the razor took a strip of flesh along with it on its descent.
His sedated eyes gazed back mistrustfully from the mirror at him.





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