New Skin

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"In the 20th century, reality was everything humans could touch, taste, smell, see, and hear. Since the initial publication of the charted electromagnetic spectrum, humans have learned that what they can touch, taste, smell, see and hear is less then one millionth of reality."

bastards who kill puppies
Circle I Limbo

Parents who bring squalling

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hmmm...

[choobles]

Being frozen in ice doesn't seem all that bad. I always imagined Hell to be a place of infinite suffering... like dying, except not actually ever dying. Just perpetually having to deal with the pain and suffering that leads to death. I think the worst would be: Dark. Very dark and very quiet, save your own scream of pain and grinding of teeth. Cold. Cold that seeps into your marrow and never relents. Pain... oh the pain. Pain like one hundred needles being stabbed into your skull and through your brain in and out again and again. Pain like the fires of the sun, burning your blood in your veins. Pain like the grating of granite on your bones and the slow yet persistent scraping of rusty nails on your raw flesh. And the loneliness. No matter how loud you scream or to whom, no one will ever love you or acknowledge your existence. You are left alone to suffer forever, with the rancid rotting smell of decay, to remember why it was you were there in the first place... That would be Hell.