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Disconnected from the mother void the consistency of the word started to tear him apart. He knew it was a slow unraveling but he could feel the tears illumination ravenously shake the mortal coil filamented in the world. The longer apart the more he knew his survival lacked and suffered as bare as the lands he found himself in. The fabric twisting in an unsound density, the unstable shackle of matter, winding in disintegration. Whispering away in the portal within. A wisp to the vast interior, expansive beyond. The further his deficiency planted the further root to death over fed and slithered deeper down; rotten to deplete, suckled by the desert like fold, sick of the primordial fluid. Interlacing between dimensions the fluidity bore disrepair to an ends face.
Posted on: Thu, 11 Jul 2013 19:32:23 +0000

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