I used to be good at remembering things.
The diary was just a keepsake album. But every day, it holds fresh scribbles.
Tales of darkness and delirium and death.
But why? And who?
I look down, at hands covered in #ink, and blood.
And I remember.
#FromOnwLine 411 #WeirdMicro #GrimScribe #vss365
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