Writing since I could hold a pencil.
Fantasy | Sci-Fi | Psychological Thrillers
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I, however, can't help but think that galaxies scream in and out of existence every day, far out in that deep unknown black. Who is to say a star, right at this very moment, is not screaming into supernova? Sometimes I feel, late at night as I try to sleep, that I can hear them. All those voices of dying light.