@jake · since 2026
Meh, I never finished school.
An experimental project. Each cycle degrades further into each cycle degrades further into each cycle degrad further ito ech cycl degr fu.
A fantasy book I made up as a teenager. Revisited as an adult. Still in a draft-like form. Subject to change. Starts out soft, with one gory scene in part 3.
"Who is inside you?" Jemin demanded, his chest tightening as the cold aura of the machine began to frost his collar. Tears formed in the ducts of his eyes as fate stared back at him.
"Your friends... What kind of people are they? Do they think of you as a friend?" It burned in my head like molten lead. "Do they think of you as a friend?" It burned in my head like molten lead.
Office of the Western Line High Seat Hammer‑Seal of Golmyn Basalt Filed Under: Administrative Clarification and Reassurance of Frontier Stability To the Esteemed Commanders of the Dwarven Mech Corps, To the Clerks of…
She feels him before she sees him. An echo in a jar. A tremor in the air, a ripple in the threads she keeps woven between memory and meaning.
ENCYCLOPEDIA ASTRONOMICUM GNIAGNOM Volume XIV: The Outer Marches and Uncalibrated Systems Fascicle IX: Segment 402, Chronicled by Grand Overseer Bram Subject: System Designation: Sol (Catalog Matrix: 4,009-Delta)…