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- Author: George Daniel Lea
- Publisher: Perpetual Motion Machine Publishing
- Year: 2021
- Pages: 364
- ISBN-10: 1943720568
- ISBN-13: 9781943720569
- Format: 12.7 x 20.3 x 2.3 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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The second volume of George Daniel Lea's Born in Blood, a collection of beautiful horror stories guaranteed to burn a hole in your heart.
Born in blood . . . the first breath and all that follow, tainted by original trauma, echoing throughout every thought, every heartbeat; blossoming into more profound pain, until breath and thought both cease . . .
What we grow accustomed to . . . what we can endure:
The days bleed into one another, as we do; hurt defining every moment.
No more. Now, all instants are one; pulsing brilliant, ecstasy and agony, rendered down; experienced in a heartbeat.
Every shame. Every sorrow. Humanity, history. This is what we are; the God we gave birth to.
Better? Yes. Yes. Now, we all suffer the same; no more division; no privilege or powerlessness. We are the same; sexless, skinless, ex sanguine.
And we celebrate, content in our disgrace.
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- Author: George Daniel Lea
- Publisher: Perpetual Motion Machine Publishing
- Year: 2021
- Pages: 364
- ISBN-10: 1943720568
- ISBN-13: 9781943720569
- Format: 12.7 x 20.3 x 2.3 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
The second volume of George Daniel Lea's Born in Blood, a collection of beautiful horror stories guaranteed to burn a hole in your heart.
Born in blood . . . the first breath and all that follow, tainted by original trauma, echoing throughout every thought, every heartbeat; blossoming into more profound pain, until breath and thought both cease . . .
What we grow accustomed to . . . what we can endure:
The days bleed into one another, as we do; hurt defining every moment.
No more. Now, all instants are one; pulsing brilliant, ecstasy and agony, rendered down; experienced in a heartbeat.
Every shame. Every sorrow. Humanity, history. This is what we are; the God we gave birth to.
Better? Yes. Yes. Now, we all suffer the same; no more division; no privilege or powerlessness. We are the same; sexless, skinless, ex sanguine.
And we celebrate, content in our disgrace.
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