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Misplaced Fear

Written: April 16th, 2026

They both find themselves entering a yellowed dimly-lit corridor adorned with doors on either side every so often, it almost looks like the corridor terminates to the abyss and will keep on going forever in the dark.

The younger girl tightened her grip on the arm of the older girl whose complexion pierced the corridor like a steel.

"Are... we sure we're going the right way?" the young girl asked.

"Mh."

"R-really...? But how do you know?"

The older girl took a step forward without looking at the girl behind her, "I don't," she said, "but if you keep fearing something that isn't there, you'll never get anywhere."

"Are we sure... we aren't going to get more lost?" the young girl asked, "what if the corridor never ends?"

"What is there to be scared of?" the older girl replied, "Either way, it's going to be way better than the outside, because at least you know the Corridor will never end."

Taking another step and dragging the younger girl forward, she asked, "are you scared of the Corridor? or of yourself?"

"What do you mean?"

"Are you more scared of getting lost in the Corridor, or getting lost within yourself?" putting another foot after the other, she walked with no hesitation, "because if you lost yourself, then you'll be lost in the Corridor. So no matter how scared you are of the Corridor."

She turned around and looked at the face of the younger girl, "you'll never be lost in the Corridor."

The young girl, while struggling to understand all this, gave a little nod and whispered, "I see."

They walked silently through the corridor.

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Image taken by, and modified with permission from: DrunkCrunkFranken on BlueSky

Written at 4am while being sleep deprived

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[fafau06]

I was responsible for the sprites and animations in this game our team made for Brackey's Game Jam!

This is a 2d Side-scrolling Platformer where you... beat up mattresses?!

If you're interested in that kinda thing, please try it out for yourself!

https://aurenfydev.itch.io/iwuodaatmaa

[fafau06]

Through the Reflected Light

Written: May 27th, 2025

A faded photograph hung above the window sill. At a glance, the picture seemed to have captured a lost memory from some distant age — from a time that has long since passed. A young woman in a black dress holding a parasol was standing in a tall field of grass, further back in the image was a sea of green hills and a leafless tree that seemed distant only because time has declared it to be so.

I always thought it was the picture of someone that had come before me — rushing the same blood that flowed within me, reflecting the same light that my eyes always reflect. However, the girl's eyes reflected something else; her eyes were unlike mine, nor did the blood that coursed through her veins. In her eyes was a spark — a macabre spark of flame — just what was it that the lady had seen? That the world seemed to have stopped just for the light in her eyes to be captured.

If you're so curious, why don't you come here and see what I saw? I once heard the young woman ask that of me.

No, I told her, I couldn't have possibly come to you.

With a small sigh she stared into my eyes and then said, with that searing spark in her eyes, That's not a problem for me.

The next day I saw that the photograph was lost, or so it seemed from a glance. What was depicted did not change, could never change: a tall field of grass, the sea of green hills with the leafless tree, and the parasol — the parasol that was left in the ground.

The young woman was gone.

The spark in her eyes has been extinguished at last.

And that's what I thought.

But just beyond the window, a black silhouette was standing on a tall field of grass, blown by the breeze her black dress fluttered in the wind.

As her gaze locked with mine, I could hear her say, “I had been waiting for you.”

And for the first time ever — through the reflected light from her eyes, I could finally see what she had seen all along, that spark in her eyes that had been extinguished from the picture.

Ah, it was me.

She had finally come to me after all this time.

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In response to a writing prompt from a discord server.

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[fafau06]

"self-expression" and the only thing they "express" about their "self" is how entitled and privileged they are

[fafau06]

i forgot "personal blog" and "main blog" are a thing that people do here in this hell scape

yeah nah, too lazy to manage more than one blog...

[fafau06]

I keep rethinking about how I should use tumblr as my personal blogging site especially when I compared it to other "dedicated" long form blogging platform such as Medium or Substack but also to Bluesky (which I'd consider a short form blogging platform.)

But through it all, I noticed they aren't a "blogging platform" and because of their use of algorithmically delivered contents to their users, they're more of a "social media" where people gathered and share their thoughts to be read by other users of the platform—by their own circle even.

As much as they're a hassle to set up, static blogging seems to be the most authentic and true way for one to express themselves, just writing stuff and publishing them to the net, without the need or concern that their post will do "well" (there are ofc people who are into the analytics and keep monitoring their site's engagement but I won't go there.)

But yeah, I ain't using Wordpress or setting up servers in my pc (too technologically inept for that.)

So in the end, guess I'm stuck with Tumblr or Bluesky for publishing my raw and pure thoughts while I'll consider Medium or Substack for a more "finished" and "polished" article.

[fafau06]

sometimes when i'm designing something, i would often think about the best design practices to approach something from: technical aspects, accessibility, and aesthetics (and all those fun but boring technicalities)

before i realized i only made those for myself and designing something silly and brimming with personality every now and again is okay too

corporation who...?

[fafau06]

Tbh, I probably should use Tumblr more as the blogging site that it is

[shinya-minyax]

pizza on pineapple?

Yes, yes, yes, absolutely.

PEOPLE WHO SAYS OTHERWISE ARE IN DENIAL AND JUST FOLLOWING OTHERS LIKE SHEEPS

[fafau06]

the word "thinking" can be separated into "thin" and "king"

Thin King

now who is a thin king and what are they a king of

[fafau06]

respect other's opinion, but not their kneecaps

[fafau06]

the desire to spoil someone you're affectionate to is very real

[fafau06]

i accidentally mistyped "fricking hell" to "frocking hell" and now i'm imagining a layer of hell just filled with frogs croaking endlessly

[fafau06]

an antisocial walked into a bar, trying to prove how unsociable they are

it's been an hour and they haven't even ordered anything

[fafau06]

eating a candy like: crunch

[project-sekai-facts]

akito one star

someone airdropped this to me in college

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