VISCERA INTERLACED

A pulsating mass of tendrils, a morbid tapestry woven from flesh. Each muscle a testament to a life aborted, now entangled in a macabre dance. The stench of death hangs heavy, a cloying perfume that attacks the senses. A symphony of whispers echoes through the abyss, a chorus of agony and despair. Symphony of Cerebral Consumption The auditory as