in my mind, the duality of the Drifter.
on one hand, so utterly changed by the Void, forever. a home in its cradle. a blanket against nightmares. something so supernatural and divine, you are not human anymore. your very mind carves out a corner in the Void and shapes it to your will.
on the other hand, still you, despite it all. the one paradoxical constant against the everchanging currents of the Void. still human, warm body and clear eyes. you can be hurt and die. but always come back, as yourself. you are unchanging.
a literal walking paradox. i'm unwell.
