Star-lyt

The Method Behind The Madness: (An Extract From Chii's Journal) Date: 41st day of autumn Falore is a much bigger place than what it seemed from the edge of Oblivion almost a whole season ago now. Although, then again- how much can you really see from a clan of Shadow-Shaggers who spend all their time staring off into the darkness of the Void? Correct answer: fuck all. Going by that brief description, my decision of upping and leaving that place seems like a winning idea, don'tcha think? In some ways it was. It's what I decided to do next that might have been one of my infamous spur-of-the-moment-crazy-ass schemes that would later come back

I never wanted to be the bad person. My entire life, that's the last thing I ever wanted to be. But, I guess things don't always turn out as planned. That's life's little way of showing who's in charge, who pulls the strings, who makes the rules... and who has to abide by them. It's so very dark in here. It clings to my skin like a silken robe, only, it doesn't keep out the cold. In fact... it invites it in. I can feel the numbness spreading to my bones. It starts as an icy breath on the back of my neck. Then, trickles down my spine where it binds itself around my heartstrings and smothers my lungs. Ever so slowly suffocating me. If I could