Damnatio Memoriae

Damnatio Memoriae

Here’s the thing: The world isn’t fair. It’s goddamn adversarial, if you stop and think about it. Loud and messy and it rankles like sandpaper sliding across bare skin, grinding…

Love, a Witness

The Lyra was at the corner of 52nd street– a brownstone nook that sat in front of a sprawling park tapestry. The intersection coughed up plumes of exhaust and hardened…

Yarrow Fields

Ask, and the general consensus would be that no one had time for any nonsense or daydream while the insidious sun still scorched the last frontier of the great west.…

Phagia

______________________________________________________________________________________________ Admin @CronusEnterprise Howdy folks! To set the record straight to all employees– HR will no longer be accepting any more filed complaints about ‘the vent noises’, spontaneous building blackouts,…