Tag: Phobos

  • Deimos and Phobos

    Deimos and Phobos

    I lie awake in the night, scratching and clawing at my skin. Hoping if I peel the layers right, I can shed the hell within. Hoping to quiet the hellish howling – the fear that threatens my every breath. Hoping to stop the false visions warning of an ever-approaching death. Heart beating in my ears…


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