Ataraxia by Hana Tzou

  There’s howling on the streets. Lions, brawling, tearing each other to pieces, ripping flesh. The smell of blood streaks the sky, and steel ascends from the abyss, skyscrapers looming ominously over the bloodshed. Shouting and screaming and pain ripples through the cities, and the sour flavor of death burns the taste buds with every […]

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