Hi, I'm Bwanius. (DON'T CALL ME BWANNIE FOR SHORT!!!) I reside with my unfortunately very loving family. I haven't a clue why they like me, to be honest. Some jibber jabber about how my soul is really nice on the inside. Yeah, sure.
Surely the same archaic thoughts prevail in your head. The voices of yesterday seep into your mind like an infectious disease. No one can hear you as you suffocate in the darkness of not myself but of the savage beast that exists within mankind. The conflagration of your soul is there and a fiery breeze sweeps by. Embers are all that is left.
Was that your imagination? Most likely. Who is one's greatest enemy? Yourself.