I write when I'm bored, when I'm depressed, when I'm anxious, and, I want to share where my mind goes. I'm a horror, existential, and, experimental writer. I hope you find comfort in my work. (My writing, unless stated otherwise, is symbolic of mental illness).
Stories by Reginald-Dintrovski
where has my face gone? It's there...
our minds will find a way to show us what we really fear, what we really are.
What's below us, waits for us.
In the end, can we escape the abyss?
A stagnant pool of bodies? When ca...
when brought to the edge of consciousness, I shall wake up. But where will I wake?