Many years ago, as a child, I nearly escaped the jaws of hell. A hell that came veiled as an elder with a gentle face and soft, raspy voice. I remember her to this day as the...

distant of thought, I try to come backpainful regret, I left at allseemingyly simple but I got lost in the mistsa forgetful soul wandering through the badlandsnothing but crows and mebits of flesh and marrowmy body up on a...