Sheila looked up from inside the chest cavity of her victim. Her feline teeth stained red, her whole face blood red only the whites of her eyes like ice lightning flecked with green. Her stance was that of a cat also and she used her legs to gain leverage when she tore with her teethContinue reading “So, blood guts and gore are OK..Hmmm”
I'm bilaterally deaf, schizophrenic, autistic, talented individual. I can see you thinking...What was his day job? Well, I am a qualified systems engineer and i worked in computers. To be honest I can't remember what I wrote in my bio which I deleted. I write I draw, It is my goal in life to be anything but facsimilia. I believe life is duodecimal, you live you die, dark. Some call this depression and indeed I am a depressive schizophrenic. To be something is a great thing-some call it drosophilae syndrome(to be studied), a term I coined myself. As I appreciate in words as I get older sometimes it helps to remember what it was like being a child with drosophilae syndrome where the other is to be seen. This is why I draw and write. 