burgerkinesis

a verummancer ponders

galloping golly-gossips whisper outside windows to lure out the curious

hundreds die in the voidwood each year, each attempting to take a picture of a wrong animal to post with the caption “same”

crab

you feel the space-time fabric of your Mondays begin to twist and warp

wake up

bonus area

this one’s for all my Vaucanson-heads out there

while heroes are created and maintained by the Perpetual Empire, other societies quickly learned they could also use them to achieve their goals.