**COMPLETED** This is the story of Life, Death, a lonely human, and all those other names and faces that linger or are forgotten by time. It is a story of the violent and chaotic world, and the places in which, every now and then, everything is still. And it is in this stillness that the most peculiar of persons lie i...
"But what is Here?" Jack asks, frustrated. "I don't remember anything about.... ANYTHING. Am I alive? Did I die?? Have I lived yet?" The stranger smiles at Jack. "Does it really even matter if you don't remember? You don't have any memories. What's to miss?" *** Cold. White. Sterile. Jack is now Here, in the place whe...
Where's the way the shades are walking? Where's the feet that crushed the cleavestones? Are you asking What's that thunder Rolling in the caves and caverns? I am urged, yes forced to tell you Of the rivers and the grottos Of the fierce-proud jackalopes They are in the deep of cosmos Under borderworld Xibalba They are...