atlas was here.
it's looking cold more than it’s feeling cold, these days. forget free-form writing, forget talking and thinking, all i have is moving with your eyes closed and tearing things open with your teeth. and the flashbacks, i guess, but that’s a whole other thing. it was fun though, wasn’t it? yes. it was. you know... Continue Reading →
we can keep talking if i talk with my mouth closed, heart open, heart closed, endless cycle.whether my mistakes lead to the holes in your chest is one thing but magic was never my strong point, anyway. and you didn’t mind, so long as you could give the people what they came for. it finally... Continue Reading →
He was exploring, once again, drifting like a lost ghost down the familiar corridor. At the end of the corridor, he knew that to his left there was the grand staircase, a hundred and eight steps that ascended to the crumbling classrooms of Fates House. But to the right lay the unexplored territory of the... Continue Reading →
Altern House 