by Noxis | Oct 16, 2021 | Origins At The End, YOTP
This world is not the same as it used to be, moments ever-changing, and people ever-drifting throughout lines and alterations that are so far from their own. During these liniment moments however, where we all stand hand in hand whilst witnessing the impossible; all...
by Noxis | Oct 13, 2021 | Origins At The End, YOTP
Our hands are empty in times like these, the emptiness itself both breathes and exhales the memories of when this all came to be, memories of when the seat had first presented itself – memories from when the door was open. This was all born from tragedy, born...
by Noxis | Sep 24, 2021 | Origins At The End, YOTP
Your wonder is like a devious strand of consciousness, wandering far off from the collective, creating paths of it’s own and creating limitless consequences we have only begun to learn of. You’re a product of the calamity that you were forced to witness, a...
by Noxis | Sep 22, 2021 | Origins At The End, YOTP
We gather here today amidst these trying times, and fragile moments; breathing in and breathing out, taking in all that once was – and all that soon will be. We’ve sacrificed and we’ve prayed, we’ve skewered and we’ve saved, but now...
by Noxis | Sep 18, 2021 | Origins At The End, YOTP
Yet another Summer has passed us by, another moment in time that gave us an opportunity to mend, an opportunity to meet the demons head on – swirling within our heads. But time, unlike how it was eras before, passed ever-so-quickly now; it too is fleeting and in...
by Noxis | Sep 15, 2021 | Origins At The End, YOTP
Silence. Or what became of it has long since turned into static in my head, the feeling of pins and needles infiltrating, as if my entire vessel is stuck asleep. These states of stasis come and go, such as the hand that is placed gently on top of mine. Never...
