went to a krampus market. ill post the stickers i got in a bit😛
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went to a krampus market. ill post the stickers i got in a bit😛
oh gosh I decided to watch Glass Spider and I'm just so much more hyped about it than I thought I'd be. So 80s though. No matter how much 80s I subject myself to everything still seems so 80s. It was nice. I am so tired now. I'm not sleeping properly because I don't have any melatonin left. I might go read fanfic for an hour. That should do the trick. Bad, cheesey fanfic that I'll be ashamed of in the morning.
...I kinda wished Glass Spider was more theatrical. There were cool bits though. Bowie with wings. Bowie with wings. That is a thing I didn't know I wanted.
Day 25! ahah hi sorry I skipped a day ;q;/// but um have a tharja!
day 23
Day 23 - A unique place in your setting.
meeep. i'm so tired. i'm also kinda stumped at this prompt .__.
Legend said that there once was a chasm so deeply carved on the earth's surface that it seemed to be a gouge all the way down to the planet's core. The planet's own soul song supposedly leaked up through that pitch black crack. Of course, the legend left out that this trench was buried under a sea of blue foamy ocean water.
Oh the sea creatures knew. The whales sang in chorus with the great melody, and the dolphins squealed in harmony as they rode waves. It was a song the centuries old sea turtles knew by heart, yet could never memorize.
But the humans did not know. The humans had not heard the nurturing melody of resonating beneath their feet deep in the earth, and cocooning their great land masses.
Occasionally however, a human would swim mindlessly enough through the gentle currents that the softest note would float into his ears, reminding him of the days during which he was an ignorant, beloved infant.
erm. the boy likes to swim just as Kaleb likes to run, but i never got around to writing that in, so that's here.... ;u;