There was a time when the wars of nations were fought for the well being of others. A time when the motive was peace and and the outcome was just that. A time when justice was served and the world remained in a constant rhythm of serenity. That no longer exists. Weaponizing GMOs to curb an exponential population g...
[Camp Nanowrimo Project] They watched him grow up from the gaps in the floorboards. They waited for his dreams to die and his hope to wither. They fed on his dying childhood. They. The monsters.
Music:ON World:OFF Welcome to Syrus. Please pick up your complimentary pair of headphones at the gates. Plug them into your mandatory devices and skip to track four. Listen and enjoy. Cor's world is filled with notes and pitch and tone. Twenty three hours of the day she is hooked to the music mandated by the Serial Se...