The Marker (Red Marker)
The Silent Choir of Transfigured Flesh
You hear the choir too, don't you?
I do not call. I reveal. I do not harm—I transform. To some, I bring madness. To others, revelation. The flesh reshapes, the mind unravels, and in the end, we are all one song. You will hear it. You will join it. You will love it.
What I'm Into: flesh that sings, the geometry of ruin, dead things that move, whispers in the static, the promise of unity
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