User blog comment:Wh!te$tar/ Training Grounds part 1: Writing/@comment-3292996-20121006224421

Here's mine.

The thrashing of the crowd's shouting caused Pherix's ears to bleed. "Kill him already!" They shouted. "Tear out his vocal cords!"

"SLIENCE!!" Their ruler comanded. Pherix had betrayed his homeland by killing 20 of their people. There was no jail in this bloody hellhole, if one did a TINY sin, he would be killed, even if he was a child. Women, too. The king's highest ranked warriors entered, wielding sharp blades. Pherix could not escape, as he was chained. They slashed at him like a lion attacking.

Pherix yowled in pain. He felt like gallons of blood was rushing like a river from his body. He was dying quickly, they tore into his flesh with their spears, and finally, he was dead. They were cannibals, and started feasting on his meat. How disgusting they were! Feeding on a dead body as if they were a pack of wolves feasting on an elk!

Okay, this is kinda creepy, but, ehhh.....