#voidologist

Catoptrophobia- reflection has it’s fear; what was held behind the glass showing the world a COPY OF ITSELF. mirrors were the main benefactor.  Such a fear was not ABNORMAL- a covering with a cloth, or turning of reflective objects around was not unusual for some. so what is to be done when it breathes? It moves, it interacts; thus was not a reflection that could be covered to ease fear of watching eyes in the dark.

                                  WAS IT WORSE TO LACK                                           THE FEAR THEN?

Discomfort, curiosity, interest, winding through the gut of the coreless, but FEAR did not render it’s head into view. to shadows it succumb long ago. Hollowed hues stared upon himself, ALMOST ANTICIPATING something to linger beyond the SEEN. Like something to change, for everything to  dissolve in atramentous waste, DRIPDRIP. but timeless had no time to dwaddle. Still, words seemed almost.....cautionary. Testing.

There was something strange about this two-legged... Atleast, they appeared to be a two-legged.  Friend or foe, she could not tell, but his scent was very odd - nothing like the two-leggeds she’d come across.