the feeling like "silence and darkness weaving a web, fettered with nothing at uttermost ebb" being down under deep in the woods of your stilness, waiting for the man to come and delivering yourself deeper into these comfortable woods by feeding yourself with a sharp metal object that parts the skin how it makes you feel dead and safe at the same time.
the feeling like "silence and darkness weaving a web, fettered with nothing at uttermost ebb" being down under deep in the woods of your stilness, waiting for the man to come and delivering yourself deeper into these comfortable woods by feeding yourself with a sharp metal object that parts the skin how it makes you feel dead and safe at the same time.