you’ve been warned
because i’m just another me looking for one momentary fragment of a dream, a story whose seams are always frayed; words faded, reactions at best jaded. because i’m not a cool photo or a cigarette burning away unnoticed. i’m a
Where the streets
New York, Somewhere along East 34th Street, March 2016.
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When I got back into gaming in 2104, it was in part to find out that games were sidelining convention, blurring lines separating it from other audio-visual media, and that indie studios had finally started making stuff at par with
HAT AND RIPPLE – A Discworld fanfic [Chapter 1]
Granny Weatherwax woke up not long before dawn. Putting aside the sign she had been holding in her hands which read in prominent if slightly crooked letters, ‘I ATEN’T DEAD’, she walked to the porch door and silently opened it, doing
