No, I am not troubled that you brought it up. Everyday I think about John. Everyday I endure the soft torture of his voice in my mind. How could I forget? I think it’s good to revisit unpleasant memories. Painful, but good nonetheless. Please, sit. I’ll tell you the complete story.
Author: Dreigh
Victim of Existence
No, I am not troubled that you brought it up. Everyday I think about John. Everyday I endure the soft torture of his voice in my mind. How could I forget? I think it’s good to revisit unpleasant memories. Painful, but good nonetheless. Please, sit. I’ll tell you the complete story.
Victim of Existence
No, I am not troubled that you brought it up. Everyday I think about John. Everyday I endure the soft torture of his voice in my mind. How could I forget? I think it’s good to revisit unpleasant memories. Painful, but good nonetheless. Please, sit. I’ll tell you the complete story.
The Outing
A dark room is partially illuminated by the glow of a single candle. Hidden in the elongated shadows of the candle flame is our protagonist, a misunderstood soul long since liberated of the confines of an orthodox culture. Transcending the normality of existence, this being rejects the labels a misguided society thrust at it.