It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
brb i will read and reply sincerely
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
no longer writing in the third person
in a post. I want to be remembered
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged