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Tim was never a religious person, even after being born in the south, it had never sticked. After all, the one who tormented his every living moment made sure to worm itself into whatever attempt of faith he tried to build. Can you even put yourself in the right mindset to repeat the words the kind old devotee lady painstakingly taught you when your mother still had faith in you? When you could still cling to the hope that they would believe you, that they will help you and try to save you from that so called demons that are pulling on your feet.
Inferno is the dark long roads that go nowhere, those where you can no longer recognize the buildings or trees surrounding you. Running and running, trying to make sense of direction, to hopefully find the way back to something that resembles home. To stumble upon the familiar visage of your neighborhood. The houses of your neighbors that you can recognize, picking up the pace because you are just so close, you can see the distinctive color of your house's door. So close, you can almost close your hand around the doorknob, , only to look again and you don't recognize where you are.
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#ticcimaskweek2025 - Day 6: RELIGIOUS TRAUMA + BODY HORROR + FOREST