Merritt Green - Biochemical Necrophilia
The setting sun spilled its afterglow and waved it away lifelessly across the sky. The reddish expanse was so large that one's eyes could drip blood if one looked at it. The wound on his shoulder that had just been bandaged a few days ago had completely healed, not even a mark could be seen, leaving only a light circle of pink, showing that this part of his body had once been hurt. It had been two days since I had eaten, but I didn't feel hungry at all .