I am often confused by --- but consenting to a Divine Madness. The voices of hushed whispers from a pining, oppressed spirit. I am a vessel for wildling emotions, not invariably extracted from my mind's neurological chemical spill----and I am happy to oblige.
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Story by Anna V.
Somewhere Between Curses and Dreams
I believed I was cursed, haunted by a malevolence unknown.
An ineffable entity who loved nothing more than t...