Mar 1, 2022
When attempting to leave the files I was bound to, I happened to end up in a strange place. It was inhabited. I feel as though even if I have reached this far into the world, it will still be some time before I see the others.
seen from Malaysia
seen from Russia
seen from Puerto Rico
seen from United States
seen from Switzerland
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from Venezuela
seen from China
seen from Switzerland
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from Singapore
seen from China
seen from Australia
When attempting to leave the files I was bound to, I happened to end up in a strange place. It was inhabited. I feel as though even if I have reached this far into the world, it will still be some time before I see the others.
A card from a friend’s game...
The Scrybe of ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛.
[Error- Loaded files may be corrupted.]
[Please confirm it you wish to continue. (Y/N)] Y
[Confirmation complete.]
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I suppose that from the other side of things, that small wizard must have been frightened... I will check in on him from time to time, as I have access to this place... maybe we could speak.
Hello! I just wanted to ask if Leshy turned Removed into a card, what would they look like?
Removed looks at the newcomer curiously and thinks, manifesting the card above. "Perhaps this would suffice, new friend."
The first follower- Poppy.
Poppy was made by Removed when comforting Belwyn. Despite their size, they can, in fact, play cards. They are a poisonous butterfly based loosely on the Red Lacewing. Poppy is about the size of a foot and can communicate through impressions of emotions, writing, and telepathy. Besides Inscryption, Poppy loves to play chess and has recently attempted to cook...attempted being the key word. Pronouns are they/them.
The room was as quiet as it usually was. Sometimes Removed could hear someone sobbing. Sobbing occasionally broke into laughter. It was so cold and unusual here.
Magnificus was always a harsh task master to his students but this was ranging a new kind of mania from the man he’d seen before. Once he’d seen him almost in this state. That was a long, long time ago.
If only it hadn’t taken him so long to learn that it wasn’t always about saving someone who needed it. Sometimes it was more important to give someone else the strength to save themselves. And that’s why he wouldn’t turn away. He’d give this young wizard someone to talk to.
Even if he only held to place of an illusion in his mind.
Belwyn gasps a little as that hand reaches forward to wipe his tears away. The gesture is so intimate that it shocks him, and he lets out an embarrassed giggle in spite of himself. "W-wait-- it's okay, you don't have to--" He takes the offered handkerchief and dabs his eyes before blowing his nose. "I-I'm sorry." He must look a mess right now. He folds the used handkerchief into his other pocket. "I-I didn't meant to make a scene on the very first day we met......I-- I promise I'll bring this back to you cleaned." He remains there, in the Scrybe's embrace, for what seems like both an eternity and all too short. When Removed finally draws back, Belwyn feels cold. And yet he feels a little strengthened. He smiles gratefully as the tea and snacks are replaced. As usual, everything looks, and probably is, delicious. "....when you get out.......please come visit me, okay?" He smiles, tear-streaked though he is. "O-oh, right...." Belwyn begins his turn.
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