Gnarled flesh stretches over despondent ribs. Organs migrate toward the core, slowly solidifying into one great mass, there’s nowhere to go. The growls of hunger reverberate through ghastly flesh sending shivers down the spine. There is no room, no room for life, no room for warmth, only room for hunger, only room for emptiness. The absence within is encapsulated by an enviable shell. Adorned with the outermost beauty one would truly have to look close to notice the deep hollow pit that lies beneath.
