Week 24

The sweet aromas of The Kiss quickly dissipated. The cleanliness of my body and the peace of my mind slowly transformed into something much more grimy and oily as soon as I began walking down a fiery corridor to what I knew to be my final test of these depths. With each step that I took alongside my ass the air grew denser and more impossible to walk through. The air was thick of soot and smoke and dust. I was walking toward my own personal Inferno. As a super fan of Dante Alighieri, and having just gone through the colosseum of the mind via his guidance, I was thrilled and terrified…