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.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Better Lift

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

ahnaf abrar

"Put a blanket."
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

I am below everything.