My humanity is dead. I am hollowed out, leaving behind a devoted husk of dread and rage. I am now nothing, only an animal scratching at my own flesh. I am empty of everything but this. Know, that this is my final tether to him. I will fight, and finish, and fade. I will spend these meaningless seconds, raising rivers of war, against the idea of you. I will hunt you across battlefields and bodies. Through the halls, the memories, of your home. Until you are forced to stop. To stand there, where he was, face to face with me. To know that this is where we will both end. Until all that is left of you is a frightened man, left shaking at my heel. Where you face your death, in the clawed coil of my hands. I will eat you raw. In the way that only Gods and the desperate can.
Eleanor Graydon is a university student at Griffith University in Queensland, Australia, where she is studying to become an accredited Australian Editor. She is currently reading for Fahmidan Journal and is a freelance editor. Her Recent Publications include: the Gold Coast’s small print publication – Your Local Newsletter, (2019-2020), Wireworm Magazine’s second volume, ‘The Wormiad’ (2023), Litmora Magazine’s 4th issue, ‘ECOHORROR’ (2024), Wildsound Writing Festival (2024), and Aze Journal (2025).
