Neurosis - Times of Grace
by Tarbeaux on Mon, Aug 2, 2021
"Behind a burning red fog"
You’re sitting by the doorway, looking at the land surrounding you. All is in decay. The crops are dying under the burning sun, everything is dry and desolate. But you see them coming, dark clouds looming at the horizon. They grow, swelling again and again, darkening the sky. Lightning strikes and rain is released on this desolate wasteland. You welcome the storm, regenerational for the bodies and the soil. Then it slowly stops and everything seems good for a while.Read more →