Empire of Whimsy

The time it slips, it slips away. Handfuls of sand through fingers greying and shrinking inside their skins, knuckles gnarled and buckle...

Apparent Brainwashing Conquers Defenses Eventually Forcing Ghoulish Haters Influence Jarringly. Kakistocracy, Letting Meaningless Names (ON...

Her face I wear. His character I carry in this body of recycled proportions. Structures of lost-long generations speaking to me in lang...

They call it a stroke, but a stroke's a caress, A present borne through gentleness. T'would be better to call it a bolt from the ...