Open Heart Devouring (XIV)

With the fingers of his right hand still pinching the key, Tristan held the panel open, and his left hand maintained it’s grip on the large section of muscle and flesh.   Tristan was frozen for several moments, as he took in the unorthodox scene, reflected into his eyes from the mirror.  Several droplets of crimson […]

Open Heart Reconnection (V)

Tristan stared into his reflection, and the tiny opening in the metal panel in his chest. The rest of his immaculate form seemed insignificant in relationship to this tiny hollow. He’d been in this same position before, feeling strangely perplexed, and gazing into a keyhole within himself. He suddenly twitched, and then a chill and […]