The Untitled Man

The Untitled Man: Chapters 1,2, & 3

Chapter 1 Sex had become an escape for our Protagonist who shall remain nameless for the time being. He was a perverted bastard that lived in fantasy and delusion because all was possible there. In the realm of phantasmagorical lust, he was absolved of the world. The poor fool had become tormented by a certain, illusory composite of a woman that was no more. She had eyes that were emeralds and serpents crawled from underneath a yoke dress of pure white and crimson. She wore an ornate crown of hands on her head and, extending outwards, from that crown, were tulips colored in the same glimmering emerald of her eyes. Her hands belonged to the spurs of a rooster and they dripped blood.