Words are doorways to other worlds. Every single word carries not only a plethora of meanings but, also, the history of its speakers. Each word pushes the boundaries of experience to their very limits, sometimes even beyond them.
The door creaks as I enter. Step by step I make my way towards the place wherein dwells the madness. Through labyrinths of thought, I fall into the pit of wrath.
– Werewolf Winter · A short story by Walter Lazo