The Writings of Inertia
"Why am I... The last one left? Why is the song breeze, So, swayed to you? Why have the heavens died, And been replaced by vaingloriousness? Why is no one there, And I am left to die?" Inertia 4:11 Poetry
From the City of Demons to the Forests of Aiyu, explore where is beyond. Modern Orwellian horror stories that bring us into other realms. Search for categories (Essays, Religious, Poetry, Short Stories).