Here is another piece of writing from Mykh, let me know what you think.
A deeper murk lies upon the unwary astral traveller, as exists hypotheses of weights immeasurable, and of a light consuming blackness. Waking from a slumber beyond measure, these vexed collapsing titans, long since extinguished, feed upon their own with an infinite and impartial hunger.
Their form unseen, as the gloom of an all consuming darkness distort any true motive.
The wise pilgrim plans well when venturing into the still vacuum between the stars, for these deities wrath is absolute, an all enduring cease, exists within.
— Mykh Wulves