Mrowster"There was a night when I was still lying in the bed of my mistress. Yes, I remember it. She wakes with a start, sits up, looks out. Others in the surrounding houses of the town, wake in the same manner. They don't know why. They are possessed by such a strange feeling. I observe them. I hear their thoughts. There's something not right, something awry. The salty air - as if the sea has flooded into their rooms. They don't know it yet, but still they sense it. The Earth turns slowly into modernity. And in the space of an imperceptible moment, the old world has succumbed conclusively to the new."
from The Wax Child by #OlgaRavn (2023)
Leo Schuldiner🤘🏼