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.

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


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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

currently

yes

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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."