Journal #29 ~ 67, 543, 210 B.C.

Chase Murphy, the Lord High Prince of Ultimate Darkness is in the huff. He sits at the mouth of the cave, legs hanging down over the rocky lip and silently surveys the ancient earth, glimmering like an oil painting at dusk. I’m back here in the shadows, precisely stacking a small pyramid of kindling on … Continue reading Journal #29 ~ 67, 543, 210 B.C.