JACE BRITTAIN and JAYME RUSSELL: this jump scare jump cut blast of noise which isn’t the seemingly cued GUNSHOT
Tag: death
He Wanders Through the Library, Unable to Decide Which Books He Shall Take With Him
Jayme Russell: Fallen decadence, smearing of gold to tarnished black. The ruined book is curled beside me in bed. It’s pages stiff waves petrified, moving toward an inky putrescent Venice. The book is the physical manifestation of the dark decay within. “There is always something afoot in the city, whose mirrors drink the dark.”