She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

Style

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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.

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

Better Lift

you have a beautiful account btw

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

you cannot feed someone truth

IWGD

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

its good short few pages

I am below everything.

no like which do people call me

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

so at the end

fw

currently

isaac