i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

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.

Rain, starting

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

"Put a blanket."

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

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Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03