King and God

Duct tape clings to my face as twisting fingers pull and clasp at it. Fuck you monsters. I can't stop screaming as each moment passes. Moments have tendriled phlanges curling around themselves, Scraping their prey in millions of different directions at once. Stop the moments, Screaming at the top of my lungs, I beg for... Continue Reading →

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