| Author: | Lucus Anthony Ren | ISBN: | 9781387222773 |
| Publisher: | Lulu.com | Publication: | September 10, 2017 |
| Imprint: | Lulu.com | Language: | English |
| Author: | Lucus Anthony Ren |
| ISBN: | 9781387222773 |
| Publisher: | Lulu.com |
| Publication: | September 10, 2017 |
| Imprint: | Lulu.com |
| Language: | English |
What happens when we stop reading? Lucas Anthony Ren sends us into that area without boundaries where understanding who is writing, isn't the question. Rather, what comes next. After it stops. Should its entirety clearly be understood. How simple all of it was in recalling quickly, without warning, things change. Mostly with great vengeance. If the world slid down into some darken pit, not even the most insane could imagine that night, forming a thick stench-full river where clumps of malformed humans their arms reaching out of, where heads floated past who’s eyes had fallen showing only empty black holes and gaping toothless grins. Only people maintained any form at all, as buildings sank, along with cars, busses, all forms of transportation, leaving what moments ago, a routine world, disappearing into a collapsing, limitless, destination. The dams of Hell’s own imagination burst opened.
What happens when we stop reading? Lucas Anthony Ren sends us into that area without boundaries where understanding who is writing, isn't the question. Rather, what comes next. After it stops. Should its entirety clearly be understood. How simple all of it was in recalling quickly, without warning, things change. Mostly with great vengeance. If the world slid down into some darken pit, not even the most insane could imagine that night, forming a thick stench-full river where clumps of malformed humans their arms reaching out of, where heads floated past who’s eyes had fallen showing only empty black holes and gaping toothless grins. Only people maintained any form at all, as buildings sank, along with cars, busses, all forms of transportation, leaving what moments ago, a routine world, disappearing into a collapsing, limitless, destination. The dams of Hell’s own imagination burst opened.
