Arcane Factories Iii

Hear the horrific ape scream along the seam of nightmares. Something waits, gestates dreams blackened, brutal. Brittle things skitter, scurry, scamper away, eyes of entities, deities wail. Intellectual ape stares into the void, things better left unknown unloved never shown. Along a beautiful barren land of cars, bars and neon parking-lots fester into desolate nights heated from the Aftermath.