This one is a favourite of mine....in fact, at some moments I'd say it was my finest hour....

Cold steel, soft, soft heart. Cold steel penetrating soft heart. Violence.

Someone asked how I'd done this...how I'd 'suspended' the knife. The truth is, the knife was stabbed through the heart with passion, into a wooden chopping block under the black velvet. It didn't need suspending, I had to wrench it out afterwards!