Glacial River Lagoon (Jökulsárlón, Iceland)
Even though I am drunk and mad, I still made the right choice. For once I didn’t choose the evil option that would give me immediate satisfaction to only cause me many more issues in the long run. I actually went home and didn’t do a single thing that I’d regret later and you were on my mind all night. I wish you would actually realize what progress this is and what this all means.
Ali Michael for Oyster Magazine
Just before nightfall I decided to take a walk outside. The sky was low, enveloping any object in its reach. It formed a dull, purplish haze - like nothing I’d seen before. The streets were empty. Not a single soul was out. It was oddly peaceful - imagining I was the only one left.
There are secrets that will exist in the walls of that cold and dusty mansion forever, some of those same secrets exist in the walls of the house two blocks away that I have named Satan’s lair.
One of the men who dwells there I call the devil, he does not deserve to be called by the name his parents gave him. The evil that exists in those eyes is the most powerful energy force I’ve ever experienced.