theatre basement like the phantom or somethin

it's so much more interesting and dynamic to treat "lore" as information that is generated and disseminated in-story. who is telling the protagonist this information? under what historical and social circumstances was this idea formed? what political motives are there for trying to get people to believe this information? which characters would disagree with it? would the protagonist believe it, or be sceptical? does the plot bear it out, or cast doubt on it?

everyone is like "witches exist" and the protag goes nuh-uh, so a witch appears and says "i exist" and the protag goes nuh-uh again. It takes between 120 and 300 hours to read.

And of course there's the written lore about Queen Barenziah compared to when you actually meet her. Not to mention there's two series of books about her, one which is the 'official' account and the other which purports to be the 'real, uncensored' account. Both are likely wrong in some ways.

then if i do say that theyre like, couldnt you sue? well theoretically maybe but not without spending more money than i have and putting myself through absolute hell. so no. no i can't.

it’s just this

I accidentally glitched out an animation I was working on and created a perfect example of what the passage of time feels like to someone with ADHD

happy pride

Bombina bombina is easily the most distinctive of the members of the Northern European herpetofauna. Like other members of the genus Bombina, it advertises its toxins with these bright ventral (underside) markings, which it displays in a yoga pose called the Unken Reflex (Unke is the German word for these frogs, which in English we often call fire-bellied toads, although they have nothing to do with true toads in the family Bufonidae, having their own family instead, Bombinatoridae). They are quite threatened in Denmark, and we are at the far western edge of their range, but they are doing fine through most of the rest of it, which extends well into Asia.

the most beautiful stories repeat themselves over and over and over again, time weaving itself into a blanket to warm our beds

Passports should be little books where you collect little stamps of where you've been and nothing else.