Arlock writes (personal). An outlet for Glossolalia

Consuming Echo


As close as your skin, an infection in your very shadow. Its steps mimic your own. In the dark, it fades to invisibility, but when the sun burns bright you see it burrow its way into your soul to hide from the light. Each time it emerges it seems more solid. You, less so.

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