Archive for December, 2011
oil!
One morning, young Berghain felt a deep rumble under his feet, and pictured a broad black oil splash, an ocean of oil splashing around underground, just waiting to be found. His hat flew off, and he held on, waiting to see if his premonition was correct, or if he was simply unfortunate enough to be in the centre of an earthquake, atop a flimsy wooden tower.
Source: “Oil! Berghain’s Tales of Liquid Black as Ink”, Premeditated Press






