by Elizabeth Ann Nov 16, 2008
category :
Dark, fantasy /
dark, horror
It is in this time that I reside, a beggar from the past. Belligerence seeds my angst while I maraud as some insoluble soul, commuting cancer and raving with my sullied tongue, of my renown. I have constructed, as I have adapted, a vestibule of tragedy to venerate my rage. |
by adriaan
I read parts 1 and 2 (is there a part 3?) and I am simply speechless... |