way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

Can I see

hiding from the rain

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.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Rain, starting

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

I am below everything.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

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

it is hopeful

"Put a blanket."
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

It Will Get Lighter

no longer writing in the third person