You are a beautiful creature, so glorious, so free. You can look down on us, you can see us for who we are. You believe what you believe, and have the stories to prove it, but here in this house you are a little lost, a little lonely, with a wistful longing for those who were truly your people, beautiful and free like you.
On counting and costs
THE HARES AND THE FOXES
counting
/ˈkaʊntɪŋ/
taking account of when reaching...
Amoral
Welcome to the house of masks, an exploration of hedonism and failure through the...