Got to get the something

The corruption has grown far. The walls, dark. I can feel it crawling, its power surging. It wants me to listen, but I resist. Wants me to bow down and compels a ear to hear the words of whisper.

"Something's coming"

I raise my eyes to the sun. She's not there. The moon replaces the warm glow with a blotted darkness, a circular silhouette. 

I realize the updates are coming back, slowly but surely. Adverbs be damned. 

- Rossoruption

"Soon we will have our answer"
(Check the blog for "fire")

"We've made changes"


- The shadow of Rossini's ghost