Mean Green Mother From Outerspace

A traveler, more like a machine than a man, with little left but himself, searches for and helps survivors of the Great Lightning; but as the years pass, their appearances, voices, and speech begin to change, but the traveler remains the same

Try, try, try, try, to think o’ something different, Oh, my, God, Keep, me from going Lunatic

Went to a garden recently, brought my friends along 💚💚

Something starts to come out of the bowl

zelda pixelart !!

A bird adapted to living under the ice hunts insects that glow in the dark waters

A machine that lost its purpose long ago is still actively roaming around longer than it should. Why does it still continue? Does it have a new purpose, or is it afraid of what will happen if it stops? Does stopping or continuing really make sense?

☆〜 my digital encaptured soul

#depthcore

carrot horses roaming in open fields