A bitter night with MarsalaOn an evening, much like any other, I found myself alone and wanting. Lust had filled me and the temptation that had long been inside my heart was overflowing. The heat that I experienced was unlike any other a normal man could feel. A boiling mess of emotion filled me to the point of madness, cringing on the floor with an ever growing depression. I sensed myself slipping from reality and sinking deeper into disillusion. Oh, how horrible the pain of sadness I felt underneath the light of the moon. My eyes filled with tears at the miserable existence of my own life, I should say I wished for nothing more than to have nearly all my life drained