Quote of the day

You are the wind under my wings. And when you can't carry my any more... It's because of you; I learn how to fly

Mireneye

måndag 18 februari 2013

Excerpt



That ghastly shriek was right there, as if sound could touch your soul.
The walls, brimming with the vibrant yet cold paint of a deadly echo.

Sentient apparitions, barely even scratching the membrane of our reality..

Driving us ever closer to the edge of our sanity...
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