Şerban Andrei Mazilu

by Şerban Andrei Mazilu   “Madness is so boring, isn’t it, Lewis? Yeeees… So utterly mundane, so predictable when you start noticing the pattern. Look at you, man! You’re doing the mouse thing. The crazy old bastard, petting his little minion in a deranged and fanatic way, until there’s no life inside the poor creature… […]

by Şerban Andrei Mazilu   “Behold!” he said, opening his arms as to embrace the mountain-sized beast made of blues and greens and cyans and turquoise, and a little sandy-beige gradient where its hair was suppose to be. “The LEVIATHAN!” “The Leviathan? What’s a Leviathan?” I asked all-puzzled, for I had never seen such a […]