In this world I inhabit, there are two worlds
Neither of them is heaven nor hell
The realm above is a garden, not of flowers and fruits
But of endless wars and hostilities
And the realm below is a land under a dark red veil
Of the grotesque, blood, horror, and crawling death and decay
I belong to the world above, but I feel drawn to the world below
Both of them feel like my home, and I do not know why
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Worms In A Hamster Cage
General Fiction"We are nothing but worms." Nobody knows how the world came to be. Nobody asks why they have to fight for dominance over the bizarre world called the Garden almost every day in their life or what they will even obtain from violence. All they know is...
