The world suddenly narrowed down to my arm and his back, the whip connecting us both. The laughter changed, first to gasps, then to sobs. The crowd, they had to look away. They were horrified, blind fools. I think all they could see was the horror. I could see the beauty. I saw the truth. That boy and I… we were creating a masterpiece. An exquisite, bloody masterpiece. It was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
Some of the best writing, takes you INTO the characters.