ENTRAILS ENTWINED

A pulsating mass of tendrils, a morbid tapestry woven from flesh. Each fiber a testament to a life ended, now entangled in a macabre dance. The stench of decay hangs heavy, a cloying perfume that overwhelms the senses. A symphony of whispers echoes through the darkness, a chorus of agony and despair. Symphony of Cerebral Consumption The soundsca