J. Beaman - The Magazine

For now, just know this: If you were in my head you would be worried. About me, about yourself and about the state of the world. I’m spending too much time with the Dark Friends, in the Dark Place. It’s cold and wet there but somehow comforting. Familiar ground. I know the Dark Friends and we understand one another. The Dark Friends are consistant and reliable. The Dark Place is like wet concrete, cracked and moldy.