http://slow.writerscafe.org/J534 The original writings of author J534 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775990581 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 His skin was a boiling black and oily tar like ooze. It encrusted him from head to toe. He stood shackled and chained to the bottom of a vast ocean floor. His wrists and ankles strained against cuffs of wrought iron.Molten flesh churned against heavy chains crossing his chest. He is a prisoner. Wish.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J534/2064118/