The deer gave in, collapsed under the gaping maw of the lion.

“You got a letter.” Strange, he thought. No one should knew where he currently lives.

Hey. Hey. Wake up. I know you’re still alive. 16 minutes might have passed, but nothing with a consciousness just disappear into the oblivion like you would have imagined.

My playthrough of the journaling game The Magus

Wouldn’t you like to know how I ended up in the roots?

This was going to be a TTRPG based on Castle Cainhurst from Bloodborne.

If I can only do one thing today, let me be water.

My alarm clock this morning was my three-year old cousin’s wail.