Eaten away

...And so there it was in plain black and white, soy-based text on recycled print, and every line and cross-hatch brought back those memories. And then it was so clear, my revisit to the high school fantasy. How I wanted to take every bit of my minor agony and put it into you, mixing with your cataclysm and producing something so much more evil, destructive and wonderful than anything I ever imagined

But that is why its a fantasy, and not that this recipe has been followed with different results

And there you died, an object of desire

There is still time