96-Zest Doe
Bio
My name is 96-Zest Doe, born January 1st, 1871. I have returned from a posthumous existence to finish an important collection of stories, documents, and proofs. The best has yet to come.
Stories (20/0)
Cerebral Fractures
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. I saw a destitute environment wherein a pale-skinned, sickly woman wept in the somber background. Suddenly, she looked up and her eyes peered directly into mine. Her soulless gaze gave intimations of a dislocated mind, as if this woman’s reality was a nightmare that could torment even the minds of creatures from a nightmare. Coupled with her eerie smirk, there was no doubt in my mind that this woman’s mental state was completely fractured.
By 96-Zest Doeabout a year ago in Psyche
Cerebral Fracture
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. I saw a destitute environment wherein a pale-skinned, sickly woman wept in the somber background. Suddenly, she looked up and her eyes peered directly into mine. Her soulless gaze gave intimations of a dislocated mind, as if this woman’s reality was a nightmare that could torment even the minds of creatures from a nightmare. Coupled with her eerie smirk, there was no doubt in my mind that this woman’s mental state was completely fractured.
By 96-Zest Doeabout a year ago in Psyche
