Deveryn had her heart set on Love. The dial was turned and the knob fell off and got lost beneath the fridge. She could never set it to anything else. She tried to use pliers to grasp the tiny rod that the knob had once been glued to to try and turn it to Indifference, but the pliers slipped and nicked the tip of her swelling, pulsing, pounding, love-lust heart. Deveryn did not know that when one sets the heart on Love, a tiny speck of Loneliness is released and the longer the heart goes without receiving Love, the Loneliness grows and grows and grows until it devours the whole of you.
Created: Mar 25, 2010Document Media