Alexander Makarov. My personal drama (№ 426813)

Void. As it turns out, is multifaceted. And tangible. You can touch it with your hands, you can plunge into it, you can hide and get lost in it. But in the void it is very difficult to breathe. She grabs you by the throat with an icy hand, runs her claws over your ribs until she plunges into a barely beating heart.