{"title":"CHAPTER IV. SOULEATER","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eCHAPTER IV.\u003c\/strong\u003e SOULEATER\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eI am here. I am also somewhere else. Both things are true, and neither of them feels like living.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThere used to be joy in me — I remember it the way you remember a language you no longer speak. Now there's only this shifted, crushing weight where it used to live.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eSomething enormous has opened its mouth around me. I feel it closing, slow, patient, like it has all the time in the world because I'm not going anywhere.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eStill — I move. One step inside the dark. I don't know why. I just do.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","products":[],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1079\/9949\/4478\/collections\/BSP_SIGIL_official_9cm_5aa2e560-ea3b-463e-b6c8-46fe97fcf9e9.png?v=1793043114","url":"https:\/\/brokensoulproject.fi\/collections\/chapter-iv.oembed","provider":"BROKENSOUL PROJECT","version":"1.0","type":"link"}