Elsewhere
This…Again?
Early stage process piece.
… Caesar or Nothing!
Death Talk at Moonsugar Gate
Zebulun’s comet flashes like a derailed pendulum. A hot stone mad with joules.
The vast temple in the void. A slow tomb full of elegant regret. The portal is always open, is always closed. The whistle of space being compressed. We believe danger dances most truthfully when death closes its eyes before throwing the dart.… Read More
Tasting Radish Venom
You witnessed their gathering perched in a distant tree. Fear and joy commingled in the pit of your stomach like the communion of honey-silk and radish-venom.
A strange pollen drifted outward from that circle of beings. It floated in a heavy, sagging stream toward your perch.Your… Read More