Wrizzit
For everything, down to the scribbles.
For everything, down to the scribbles.
"It is quiet, except for the hollow ringing of water dripping steadily, far away. We do not hear the rattling of the rave music upstairs, which is good because I’d rather not learn the sound of the metal shell casings around us, rumbling in their cages to the music’s bass."

Leaking Belly