Ominous droning synths and the wail of harsh noise pervade the wreckage of my home, suffusing my body like cold waves that lap and penetrate deeper with each undulation. I am losing this battle. My sanity is diminishing daily, and there wasn’t much to begin with. I am not the only monster that lurks the … Continue reading Piercing Where They Might || A Desperate Cry from the Mouth of Despair