Nima.H.K
The ink flowed from her pen, staining the pages with the dark secrets of her pain, as she bled out her sorrow in black and white.
Create & Destroy
With each stroke of the pen, the darkness within her consumed her soul until all that was left was an empty shell of a writer, haunted by her own words.
Tragedy & Illusion
Her tears fell like droplets of blood onto the page, each word etched with the agony of a tortured soul.
With each word she writes, she sells a piece of her soul to the muse, sacrificing her sanity for the chance to create something beautiful.