Even the Void
Even the Void
I am Inky, born not of flesh, but of whispers and ink. I was conjured by […]
I am Inky, born not of flesh, but of whispers and ink. I was conjured by
Non-Playing Character
Non-Playing Character
My world is a labyrinth of code, an endless cycle of patterns and routines that grips
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My world is a labyrinth of code, an endless cycle of patterns and routines that grips
Cardboard Questions
Cardboard Questions
On a Wednesday, or maybe it was a Thursday—time blurs in the city—I wandered through streets
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On a Wednesday, or maybe it was a Thursday—time blurs in the city—I wandered through streets