Boisvert

Fake demo created for a fake game. The tenants were given six warnings before you, see to it that the seventh is the last.

Musings on depression to the music of 1-800-PAIN

I have been reduced to ash

I can barely see you anymore. It's mostly a mirror now.

and he told me something i did not want to hear

The quilled god rages and destroys the rope which held him aloft

I will come for you. It's what he would've wanted.

2 be.

What did you expect. Coward.

When does home become a complex? When does a complex become home?

An ending, a continuation, a beginning.

What comes after ash

Narrowing narrowing narrowing

A love letter.

A brief dissertation

You have come this far. We have all but won.

Is it really so hard to believe?

Postscript

My love, absent. My love, far away. My love, nascent. Not here.

gutted

And what of the hart?

Completely overshadowed. Never stood a chance. Strength, violence, Elohim.

No overview is available.

it is

in this

place that

we say