by Noxis | Nov 1, 2020 | I, The Phantom Hollows
There is a space within fractured time where the Hollows begin to bleed, a space within fractured time where even the Hollows cry out in anguish – for even they know what is to come. There is a space within fractured time, where all the truths and all the lies...
by Noxis | Oct 31, 2020 | I, The Phantom Hollows
This existence is like a celestial glitch, an imperfect & flawed, yet somehow beautiful manifestation of what takes place when a life is caught in transition, caught in-between two states of existence. Like looking through a pair of eyes that were never mine, I...
by Noxis | Oct 26, 2020 | I, The Phantom Hollows
Clenched tightly as if just met with the formulation of concrete, my hands stress during the violent shakings I endure throughout these fleeting moments in time. Transitioning, what’s left of my faltering mind and memories speak to me again and again that this...
by Noxis | Oct 19, 2020 | I, The Phantom Hollows
Time and time again am I faced with the moments within this reality that solidify the truth of how things truly are during these day’s. All that has been lost has since stayed lost, all that was once tortured now stays traumatized, and all that has been erased...
by Noxis | Oct 17, 2020 | I, The Phantom Hollows
Time is no longer relative when you’re in this state of mind, when you dwell in this state of being. Like fleeting moments lost within the gentle grasp of a dream – it’s all drifting in and out within cycles like I’ve never seen. I’ll...
by Noxis | Oct 2, 2020 | I, The Phantom Hollows
During nights like these, the darkest I have ever seen; nights where the starry skies exist outside of the places that I once knew, nights that speak in whispers of a times past and a deaths circling – I can feel the cold brush like never before. A cold brush...
