Dark!Sirs - Rhythm of the Incinerator Rhythm, Eps thought, was everywhere and in everyone. No matter how much she tried to find silence there was always that odd thump that she could very easily turn into a rhythmic melody.Dark!Sirs - Rhythm of the Incinerator1 day ago in General Fiction More Like This
Once upon a time she'd liked this, liked finding the song in everything while she went about with her daily tasks that now seemed so far away.
Now? Now she was left with the irritating thumps and clanks of a grim song that never seized and that would surely never end.
Day rose, the shovels awoke and began to pour the coal that fueled the incinerator's hungry blood orange flames.
Night fell, the coal was swapped out with the bodies of the unfortunate; the innocent; the vengeful and the hopeless and deceased.
Eps knew how it worked, she knew for she was the one that dealt with this mechanical beast that craved more and more.
Still, despite all lives that had been lost up above and the bodies that fell down here to be disposed of, Eps could never hate the incinerat