nightchild84: Layers
nightchild84: Touch the sky.
nightchild84: Where have you gone?
nightchild84: Nothing left to subvert.
nightchild84: The abyss stares back at you.
nightchild84: There are no words.
nightchild84: Rusted crevice
nightchild84: There is no god; there's only me.
nightchild84: Will you take this instead of a cage?
nightchild84: Intersection
nightchild84: Twisted
nightchild84: Middle way
nightchild84: Between the lines