Prologue [link]
Chapter 01 [link]
Chapter 02 [link]
Chapter 03 Completed
Chapter 04 Completed
Chapter 05 In Progress
Chapter 06 Preparing
Interlude
Chapter 07 Preparing


Little MarieDry your eyes, little Marie. The streaks of sanguine mascara That tumble out of your eyes look far Too much like blood,Little Marie
Like a virgins first dip into The waters of carnal delight, the
Marks of which will slither down her Ghostly pale thighs.
(Yet those days are far behind you.)
Come here, little Marie. Crawl across the bed sheets That tangle round your limbs and Tainted bits of flesh.
They may remind you Of jilted smiles, poisonous Fingers that grope and molest, But do not fret.
(For those days are no


Electric Dreamscape 02Chapter 2 [Foresight]Electric Dreamscape 02
The rising sun lashes me awake. Each kiss of daylight is stabbing and spiteful. I sit up, disorientated. Awakening on the roof of your apartment building can make the world seem a fragile place. My mouth is filled with an ugly taste, that stagnant sticky mess that always persists each morning of every day. I stumble to my feet and head for the stairwell. There is no hurry. The weekend brings with it a lack of duty, an abandoning of all responsibility. The descent feels longer than usual though. And


Electric Dreamscape 01Chapter One [Lackluster Days]Electric Dreamscape 01
The harkening din of the city outside has grown far too irritating. When I first arrived it was welcome change, but now I desire only silence.
Twenty nine years old. What do I have to show for it? The half eaten cake and melted candles that populate my apartment floor are testament to how far Ive come. Empty bottles, used napkins, those cliché little cone hats decorate my furniture with messy abandon. My memories of a happier time, of my younger self, have all but vanished amidst each fulfilled dream and the no


Electric Dreamscape 00Prologue [The Towering Gale]Electric Dreamscape 00
Youre an outcast. I tell myself that as I walk the lonely hallways, bump shoulders with other students, other teens who chat glibly with candor and jovial smiles. My feet slam against the concrete that connects each classroom. This school is an island floating wild on the sea. From where I stand, there is nothing outside of it; there is only here and the waves of traffic that beat against these shores. A bell rings far off. The currents of children shift with the tides, flow mindlessly towards the teacher
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