"At our home, there is no day, no night, no time as such. The sky is eternally black and trembles, thunders, as if in agony. Only in one place is the sun frozen in eclipse - over a rotten cradle. A cesspool from which each deceased is destined to be reborn in a new guise."
October 7, 2025 at 1:39 PM
"At our home, there is no day, no night, no time as such. The sky is eternally black and trembles, thunders, as if in agony. Only in one place is the sun frozen in eclipse - over a rotten cradle. A cesspool from which each deceased is destined to be reborn in a new guise."