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

its good short few pages

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. 

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She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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Better Lift

Better Lift

Lift Analysis

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

i understand

you cannot feed someone truth

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

or never left

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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