°Part I:Thirst
°Part II:Hunger
°Part III:In Red
°Part IV:Reality Cocktail
°Part V:Shaken, Not Stirred NEW

More coming soon...
°Part VI: My Own Prison

I'm hesitant to provide a Cliff's Notes summary of Samsara, lest I give something away, but please know this is not a run of the mill story. It contains graphic depictions of issues and situations which are undoubtedly "adult" in nature. (Read: blood, gore, drug use, m/m relations, things that warrant a trip to the psych ward.) Please, read with caution.

[For those who don't know, samsara is a buddhist concept, the nearest opposite of nirvana. Basically, samsara is a neverending cycle (some believe) of death and rebirth, though it is also used in the context of an endless cycle of the same mistakes or follies.]

This *is* a slash fic, but in the interest of character and scenario development, the "action" happens a little further down the road. In spite of that, please give it a go and be patient. Enjoy the insane end result.

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