It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

it is hopeful

Rain, starting

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

its good

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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lol

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

13, H, grate