The words immortalised in stone turned the world as I knew it into ash.

The sun had been beating down on my neck all day as I had scoured the graveyard for her name. Gravestones littered the barren hillside, decaying teeth twisting out of the gnarled dirt. No one else had been in the graveyard. No one else cared.

However, I can see what others can’t. I have an affliction. A curse you might say....