I wonder what the caterpillar feels when it stops inching forward. I wonder what it is thinking, when it decides to stop chewing on leaves. I’m curious what is going on inside, when it begins to surround itself within a cocoon. It’s fascinating to ponder whether this tiny, awkward, slinking creature, realizes the impact of […]
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Plumbing Depths
Give. The well is deep. Give. Though your eyes may weep. Give. The reservoir is full. Give. Though it may hurt your soul. Give. The reserves are plentiful. Give. Though you find your wallet resentful. Give. The cup runneth over. Give. Though thy world be asunder. Give. The seconds provide. Give. Though you feel out […]
The Waste (IX)
It had been a great while since he took his boat out without the intent to return with scaly sustenance and crustaceous delicacies. The gliding of the craft through the water and the subtle dips and bobs as the craft navigated the waves was a panacea for the stress that bore upon his broad shoulders. […]
Open Heart Devouring (XIV)
With the fingers of his right hand still pinching the key, Tristan held the panel open, and his left hand maintained it’s grip on the large section of muscle and flesh. Tristan was frozen for several moments, as he took in the unorthodox scene, reflected into his eyes from the mirror. Several droplets of crimson […]