My wrist has a rhythm, a gentle but persistent pulse as the injured nerve endings cry out in unison. Terror fills the veins, the blood, the severed tissue. Layer by layer as the wispy fibers that allow your skin to be an ironclad wall begin to quiver. Trembling, the echo of stell gnashes and gnarls... Continue Reading →
“Do you remember when you loved me?”
"The sounds flood through the canals and the sting of iron washes over my tongue."
"A controller of chaos..."
"The mask is gone, you've fucked up."
"Down into the darkness we fall, the abyss of ravenous stink."
"The messages are ignored by most, mocked by some, and understood by none."
"There is nothing that can stop you. Not them, not now."
The Borderline 