Title: This is a fault
by Daideo from Northern Ireland | in writing, fiction
A tight, bubbling sensation builds in his chest. Eyes blaze with anger and he undiluted resentment. His hands clench to fists and he can feel the crescent moon shaped cuts oozing sticky blood. A flush of heat stretches across his face; his jaw clenching tightly to stop the cutting, slicing words bursting from his lips. A growl of frustration curls around his throat. His lips in a thin line, he let it out in a short, fierce breath from his nostrils. He feels the pure anger prickling through him; he can feel it tingling from the ends of his hair to the very tips of his toes.
He unclenches his jaw slowly and peels his hands out of fists. Staring at his reflection, he lets out the breath that he had been holding. He does not need to get angry at his reflection anymore. None of it need matter anymore; he is unstoppable, unbeatable.
He is Dorian Gray.
I've recently been reading 'The picture of Dorian Gray', and I have been amazed by the complexity and depth of Oscar Wilde's characters' feelings. I was sat reading it, and voila, this happened. Please remember that the character Dorian Gray belongs to Oscar Wilde. Credits: Oscar Wilde
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