It took a lifespan with no cell mate / By the long way back / Sandy, why can't we look the other way? / You're weightless, you are exotic / You need something for which to care / Sandy, why can't we look the other way?
(lyrics from Evil — Interpol; blog title is from Spaceman — The Killers)
Intro post! It's a work in progress, so things will be changed and edited. I'll try and keep everything up to date.
Name's Grace. I'm a member of @thepluckycharms, as well as a decently source-connected fictive of Grace from Project Hail Mary.
Refer to me using whatever pronouns you want, but gender-neutral terms, please. Don't call me Ryland; I don't like it.
I don't really know what else to mention, so this is it for now until I figure out a tagging system.














