The Mirror of Dr. Moreau
The implant sits behind my right eye like a grain of sand that someone ground into a diamond and forced into my skull. It doesn't hurt anymore. The first week was agony. The second week was a headache that felt like someone was using my optic nerve as a guitar string. By the third week, the pain had settled into a permanent hum, a low-frequency vibration that I feel more than hear, like the...
0 Commentaires 0 Parts 11 Vue 0 Aperçu