In Crimson Screams

I wonder what a quiet mind, full of light, would feel like; and if my memories could grow cold, or if you would turn hot, outside of the whispers in the shadows you have only ever known as home. Softly now, my darling. Darkness has withered the walls of this place, and it is heavy … Continue reading In Crimson Screams

A Savage Release

My thoughts have turned from racing to raging to beasts beating their great wings against the cool shadows in my mind. With swollen bellies full of fire they come screeching, bursting flames upon the walls of my restraint until the peace I had honeyed and hidden away gushes forth and quenches them into submission once … Continue reading A Savage Release