ηιηε εℓεvεη τεη ⬢ N U M I N Θ S Ι T Y

I always wanted to escape. I dreamed of freedom, I saw my soul drifting away. But my mind was full of melting boiling metal. Then I met him. An archetype of war. Erik the Red. One link broken, the whole chain is broken. And I realized I am never ever coming back home. ------------------------------- atmospheric tribute to ’nine eleven ten’, brilliant story by subtilior.