i've been told by several people who have read some of my work that the graphic violence portrayed in my stories goes too far. to sum up one reader's comment: "I thought it was amazing until it got too violent." obviously i don't want to change my writing style. i enjoy being graphically detailed when people die or get injured. but i fear i may lose a lot of more sensitive readers. here's an excerpt from a story of mine, keep in mind that this is par for the course:
Abrand brandished his second war axe out at the soldier. "I'll die gloriously yet!" he cried.
"No", the soldier replied, and brought the sword above him with both hands, then brought it down. Abrand braced for the impact, though it was of no use. The sword sliced cleanly through the blade, then through Abrand's remaining arm. It continued until it reached the ground under Abrand's tremendous skull. The skull violently separated in two directions, a spray of brain matter and misty blood exploding from it.
The soldier gazed down at the chieftain's corpse. He didn't know conciously that what he was going to do would work. It was an instinct, a not finely-honed one that was just budding. He stabbed his sword into the ground and came to the dead chieftain's skull. It was split vertically two, rejoining at the neck. His eyes had fallen to the ground between the severed sides of the skull, as had his brain. Blood ejected from either side of the cranium and poured into the crevices of the cobbled road, running like rivers and tributaries. The soldier reached down, grasped a hunk of pale, bloody brain meat and yanked backward, liberating it from the rest. He brought this hunk close to his face and examined it closely. He sniffed. The odor was powerfully appetizing. He closed his razor sharp teeth around the brain matter and chewed thoughtfully.
This story is particularly gorey, but most of what i write can be just as bad. am i crossing a line?
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