My wrist has a rhythm, a gentle yet 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 steel gnashes and gnarls... Continue Reading →
Doldrums
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 →
Tanqueray
"The original personality, Lauren, stopped aging at this age, and she hasn't really been seen or heard from since."
Sticky
"I cut all my hair off shortly after that to punish her, but that meant there were no more strands to pull."
Branded
"The messages are ignored by most, mocked by some, and understood by none."
Heretic Secrets 