Decay Americana

The silences always prove themselves to be the most difficult parts of a battle. The sheets of peace always hide the shards of a thousand little deaths, a thousand twisting tremors and anxieties, doubts and demons all too ready to nest in your mind, your spine while the world whirls on. In the end, it's always the silences that fell you, leave you broken, a victim of a thousand imagined horrors far worse than any of the hells you've already lived through. In the end, it's always the long, seductive sleep that kills you, strips you of your armor and leaves you shivering with the steady rise of dawn.

Decay Americana: A collection of modern fiction shorts by E.S. Wynn