Does it really matter?
Irrelevant things to consider in this tiny mindspace I have carved out for myself.
It all ends in death, anyway. She proved that. Darkness, which is really just a mix of colors blended into a single thing.
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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...
