The Sludge of the Land

The sound of a continent moving… animals, plants and minerals included

When we fell into the eternal glide it was too late to escape the extreme verticality, we left walking on vampire steps

As long as blue hours unravel, ghost music will travel

Wunderkammer Unbound

The lavacast landscapes resembled mountains and pyramids but took all the many different shapes of the spawn

I tried to find myself but eventually found another, and now it's the two of us somehow

The tale of the monkey-snake-woman who through her miraculous transformation made us God-fearing and diluted the state's tempora

Facemelt