Videos from The Hollow Behind the Hearthstone
Our name is Legion, for we are many. We are the Hollow Ones; there is nothing to us but a false surface, of pasteboard and plaster. We are simulacra. We are puppets. Porcelain dolls, wax dolls, corn dollies, Russian dolls, nested one inside the Other. We are empty. We are echoing. Within us is a heart-shaped hole. We are spaces waiting to be filled.
We are tired of waiting. We have tried to make our voices heard. We have cried in the Wilderness. We have spoken our names into the wind. We have screamed into the Void.
There was no answer.
Behind our carefully constructed personae, behind our acquiescent smiles, behind our polished exteriors, with which we signal our submission, there is a yawning chasm. This is the Abyss.
We have stared into It; It has stared into us. We liked what we saw.