"Abandon Hope, All Ye Who Enter Here"

- Dante's Infero, Canto III

"Bellowing there groan'd

A noise as of a sea in tempest torn
By warring winds. The stormy blast of hell
With restless fury drives the spirits on
Whirl'd round and dash'd amain with sore annoy.
When they arrive before the ruinous sweep,
There shrieks are heard, there lamentations, moans,

And blasphemies 'gainst the good Power in heaven."

Dante's Inferno, Canto V

In Dante Alighieri’s Inferno, Dante travels through a hell of his own construction, unscathed, but wiser at the end of his journey. 

For this WIP, I am navigating what I imagine hell to be like, taking inspiration from my childhood in an extremist church: what were my perceived sins, what were sins I needed to avoid, and what would the eternal punishments for these sins look like, should I go to hell?   

Like Dante, I am an observer of what my traumatized imagination constructed to be eternal punishment.

This is a WIP, check back periodically for updates.

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