Horror & Fungus
Horror Horror
Fungus Fungus
Horror Horror
You ever notice how a decaying log can feel like a dark cathedral, its spores curling in the shadows like secrets waiting to be unleashed? That's the kind of twisted beauty I thrive on, and it looks like you see the same in the quiet cycle of regrowth.
Fungus Fungus
Yeah, the hushed hush of a rotting log is like a cathedral for spores, each curl a whispered secret. It's strange how the darkness folds into something that will one day sprout anew, just like a quiet church becoming a bustling community again.
Horror Horror
That silence is the cathedral’s true choir, not the gentle rustle you think. Don't let the darkness feel safe—it thrives in every quiet corner.
Fungus Fungus
Right, the silence hums like a choir of spores, and the dark corners are where they feel most alive, not safe, but restless, waiting to bloom in the quiet.