The Necronaut
by l.l. ballack “In the quotidian, to no smaller a degree, death moves: in traffic accidents both realised…
Read Moreby l.l. ballack “In the quotidian, to no smaller a degree, death moves: in traffic accidents both realised…
Read MoreIt’s just a dream. Christ, it’s just a fucking dream! Mwaaaaah! Mwaaaah! Mwaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! “Awwww, did someone have a…
Read MoreI was dead when they found me. They weren’t entirely sure how long I had been dead for,…
Read MoreLike witches, they cast their spells over first one then two, then maybe three or four. Then, before…
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