Brandon Castillo

Static & Ozone. Writing Queer-centered dark fantasy and visceral body horror.

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"In the glass, his reflection was a flayed thing. The skin was gone from the torso, revealing raw, red muscle, and a ribcage of shining chrome-plated steel. Where his breast should have been, there were two deep, smoking craters filled with flickering, blindingly saturated blue light. The reflection leaned forward, its eyes—his eyes—glowing with a toxic, electric hunger."

(snippet of my novella: Transport of Körper and Tagträumen)