A Graveyard of Ideas

In Memoria, Malyce
1And it came to pass in those days that there was a great lamentation, for Malyce Graves had died.
2Lo, even after death, the frantic scribblings continued unabated, and word after word spilled forth from the gaping maw of that unholy sepulcher. Scribbles like many had yet seen, though few believed.
3 For, in their heart of hearts, the readers knew that these words were the ravings of a broken, yet cunningly demented mind.
- The Unquiet Grave, An autobiography
Hi! I'm Malyce and I write stuff.
You can most often find me in the SCP IRC as MalyceGraves, or you can follow me on Twitter @MalyceG.
Do enjoy!
A Insania in Auditorio
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Hubs, Guides, and Essays -2
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