Author: Satan

Vetra Machine.

Welcome To The Machine. Vetra Machine looked down at the ground as the rain fell. The dome above kept the worse of the acid rain...

It is depression.

It is a dark shadow that stands atop some of us. Come rain or shine, light or dark, day or night, it is always there....

The Chill Of Nobody.

It starts in my fingers. I can feel numbness, just a slight tingling in the very tips. The cold clings to me like the bobbles...

The Nameless Voyage.

The darkness wrapped around them like a warm blanket as the salty water splashed over the boat’s edge; they had started their journey. The cool...

Most of this site is filled with WIP content and has not been edited.

If the occasional typo or spelling error bothers you, then please walk away now,