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This Journal entry is for those who have been lost and intertwined of late. There is an in ignorable abscess in the realm of the Carriage house and it's particulars. Voices unheard and unspoken. What we see here clear as day is something I've come to learn over time... that the truest tests have to deal with time; either large periods of time past ( Read more... )

I woke up sweating with an invisible hand over my mouth. My freshly peeled eye burned and retreated back to its cavity, as I clawed at my throat to remove the noose. Where was I? In my bed? My room was alien, now the real estate of a dull orange light, the sweet smell of a campfire, and the crackle of burning embers. In a panic compounded with daze ( Read more... )

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