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.
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
IWGD
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with
it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.
no longer writing in the third person
