Violence. Some days you feel like you are living in Shakespeare's "Macbeth." A world of witches and strange destinies. Ambition. Jealousy. Will to power. Madness. Blood.
And we are all trying to wash that blood (real and imagined) from our hands.
Dark things brewing in the night. Dark things brewing in the community of humans. Broken dreams. Broken hearts. Hatred. Deep in the bone hatred. And the trees march forward. To swallow us all. Days of the uncanny and the weird.
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