whispers to the void

whispers to the void

perception

When I was growing up, I spent huge swaths of time without meaningful human contact. I didn’t have siblings or live in a place with a random spawn rate of kids outside to play with. Due to this, my social skills were poor and I’d struggle to make and keep…

whispers to the void

The Devil’s Donut

The devil owned a donut shop. It wasn’t that large of an establishment. In fact, it was only a food truck-sized cart with no means to tow it. Even without a way to get around, this didn’t keep it from turning up in whatever lonely alleyway you happen to look…