FicWad

There's something lovely about the way someone dies. Something so strangely captivating about how, even in death, a body can capture such life. I would never kill someone, but I find myself wondering what it would feel like to watch someone take their last breath; to feel their heart come to stuttering stop; to see the light fall from their eyes. Would I feel more powerful then? I very often ask myself whether or not I want that, if I want to feel such power. Everyone has the power to destroy. But do they experience it? Do they really know just how much power they hold within themselves?