I never noticed how ugly the wallpaper was.
Or how it peeled in on itself, starting with the corners, like a dying spider. There were cracks slithering in the walls, too, only those went deeper.
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Entropy
Short StoryA story about love, despair, and chaos, told in fragments. Her screams echoed inside the glass coffin. I heard them. She scratched her fingernails bloody on the hard case that kept her inside. I felt the blood trickle down my own hands. She pounded...
