Book: American Gods - Neil Gaiman
Summary: Horus muses on sayings with his shattered mind. (I know, it ought to be Thor. Gimme a break, I felt like Horus. Also, I really don't know what the saying means...)
‘Bite the bullet’. I never really got what that saying means.
It doesn’t sound like a saying. It sounds like some horrible macabre joke.
I run my fingers along the gun. I’ve never owned a gun before. Didn’t bother buying it – I have no honor left, I left it with the sun and pyramids and hot air beneath my wings...hmm. Perhaps I should return to that – abandon human mind for animal instinct.
Perhaps. But for now, I’m going to – as they say, not as they mean – bite the bullet.
I swiped this from a man in the street. I don’t know if it’s loaded.
I rest its muzzle upon my tongue.