Aesthetics: Tefsa
What he wanted was a silence so heavy it could swallow him whole: the sort he’d known under the mountain. Where he could hear his own heart beat if he listened hard enough, and if he reached out, he might feel another’s heartbeat under his fingertips
-Excerpt from A Debt, by @cow-very-punk-of-u
(Top text also from A Debt; images from ye old Google labelled for noncommercial reuse)














