Everything spins around and round, and round, until it stops. I am spitted on the ground after the entity that means peace has punched me in the face one last time, for now. I fix my posture, as I look around I notice blood all over the old tiled floor, my blood, perhaps. the entity that from now on we'll be calling jack, to simplify, is straddling my waist. it is beautiful, alive, everything I've... » Continue Reading
i could feel every muscle of my body as i walked, my bones cracking against each other, my eyelids shutting and opening as i looked at nothing. everything was slow, and there i was, contemplating the abiss, all i did was walk non-stop. i felt seen, like the endless void has been watching upon my journey this whole time. my sword as my weapon, i kept it in my left hand, my right hand searched for ... » Continue Reading