
❛ — & the feeling of bones snapping like twigs in my teeth was too much my ecstasy. nothing was safe ; i killed for sport as much as i did out of gluttony. rip & tear , rip & tear , monstrous butcher was i , & O ! how i loved it. how i loved the smell , the screams , the taste — i looked down at the blood ‘pon my claws & laughed in joy. ❪ independent & selective tom riddle , written by sari ❫ / credit.
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