Passing The Stone
· REMINGTON GRAVES ·
The devious enthrallment had allowed such abject pauses in my speech—serpentine in nature, slithering in its subtlety—obsequious in tone, alive without hesitance, and the moment was mirrored with incessant snickering. The elucidation began with lucid sedation: the cold sterile needle penetrated slowly my gasping vein, pacifying a brutal beast—nefarious in its nuances and weary of…