Rain, starting

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.

hiding from the rain

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

IWGD

currently

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

but i respect your search

Style

13, H, grate

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

1

Better Lift

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