Soft Flesh and Stone Walls

This pain was so exquisite. His body was deflowered and slathered with all the filth this revolting human body had to offer. Somehow, it made him feel so full. He ruffled his coarsely cut hair then tilted his head backwards at the endless dark ceiling and laughed.

Mea culpa

The final moments of my life drew near. I was pulled up to a wooden platform and prepared for being hanged. The jeers of peasant folk below me were eagerly anticipating my death.