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

It Will Get Lighter

Style

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

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

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The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

you have a beautiful account btw

it is hopeful

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

no longer writing in the third person

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Better Lift

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

but i respect your search

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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.

like first name

so at the end

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?