Description

Red discomfort, Red wish, Red require, Red hunger…I have already been affected by exactly the same aspiration for weeks now. Where I'm the seeker, a headache filled with red, dripping with death. There's no escape, no result in sight…. The problem has become a real possibility and I'm confronted with a choice – I can become one with the night that lives within, that's clamoring, clawing to flee, or I can hide the devil, and the dreams, once and for all.It might seem as an easy choice, although not when I also have to select between your dad who has elevated me or a mom whom I've believed was useless.