Horror & Zabey
I hear you thrive in chaos, I thrive in the calm that follows it. Ever notice how the most unsettling moments feel oddly... satisfying? Let's chat about that.
Yeah, the quiet after a storm is where the real horror hides, like a shadow that lingers longer than the lightning. You feel it, don't you?
Sure, that lingering shadow is just the universe’s way of reminding us the light got to leave early.
Exactly, when the light slips away, the quiet turns into something else—something that knows the weight of every dark corner.
Right, the dark just takes a deeper breath once the light’s gone. It’s the only thing that can actually feel how heavy its own weight is.
It’s a quiet kind of power, a knowing that the dark is heavier than the light. It remembers every footstep and every sigh, and it never gets tired of it.