“He couldn’t remember sleeping or eating. The words simply poured out of him. A stream that he could not control nor question where they came from. The words became form, the form became whole, and after two weeks, it was finished”
“He couldn’t remember sleeping or eating. The words simply poured out of him. A stream that he could not control nor question where they came from. The words became form, the form became whole, and after two weeks, it was finished”
VIVALAVIDA — In the land of gods and monsters, I was an angel living in the Garden of Evil