poem time (i’m not sure how to quantify the mood of this one..)@Willow guess i can see that take ^^ strangely, while writing it i was getting some sinister undertones.. /shrugs/ different interpretations are one of the beauties of art, i suppose :3
poem time (i’m not sure how to quantify the mood of this one..)the humble stone skipping along the pond's surface skip, skip, skip, skip how long until... plop!
@xyla the toilets, they wander the halls at night they seem benign, onlookers largely being ignored, diverted around at most what do they want, what are they searching for.. we've been thus far unable to find out, despite best efforts to communicate with them
