Save Our Souls

The beast lives in each of us. That's just for someone it is peacefully dozing, only occasionally baring its teeth at uninvited guests, and for someone it tears the soul from the inside with its fangs, tears the boundaries of everything human with its claws, tramples the feelings of love and happiness deep inside with its paws, leaves behind a scorched field. The beast is not invented, it is real. It feeds on our anger, hatred and rage day after day, provoking new sins. Each of my stories has its own beast, awakened and very hungry.