kurowinter88

I spent the entire morning drawing a map and somehow it reflects my sense of direction exactly.

Every house is important. The paths are… negotiable. One of them clearly belongs to a rat who changed its mind halfway through life.

North exists. South exists. Logic does not.

I stared at this for a long time and thought, yes, this is correct geography. If anyone gets lost, that’s just immersive worldbuilding.

Llyne here!

I just got out… after being chained by the author. All because I wanted a brother. Sure, I might have made a mess and kept her up at night, but I really wanted a brother. Hmph!

House experiences an electrical power outage.

Llyne: Starts karaoke by herself, doing… questionable dance moves. Then she pulls out a 4-player card game and somehow makes it work alone. She narrates a weird story and acts it out, fully committed. Chaos level: 100.

Meanwhile…

Me (the author): Sleeps.

I'm an introvert who likes silence and loves to talk to myself all the time. I'm also super shy. Once, I saw my ex-classmate while drifting around in the wind. I hurried home and ended my day with an anxious heart.

Now for MC, Llyne.

A chaotic gremlin, according to one of my readers. A delinquent. Loud. Unhinged. She sings her words instead of speaking them and breaks rules like it’s a hobby. Her record is full of black marks.

I’m lying on the couch as usual, slowly melting into it like that’s my final form. Then I notice an ant in front of me.

It walks left. Then right. Then, for reasons known only to itself and the universe, makes a dramatic U-turn.

And I think: That’s Llyne. If she ever reincarnates.

Directionally challenged. Absolutely not drunk. Just… existing.

The gears in my brain start creaking. Loudly. I briefly consider writing a mini story where Llyne turns into an ant and gets lost on a couch cushion. My world begins to spin. The ant continues its confusing journey.

In the end, I decide it’s too ridiculous, shut down my brain, and resume couch-melting.

I was reading a story and stumbled upon this quote:

“Remember, T’balt. The Earth is always spinning. Even when you’re sitting still, you’re moving. The sun doesn’t set or rise, but it’s us who turn in and out of its view.”

My mind instantly left my body 🌍✨

I have found the perfect excuse. Next time my parents ask why I’m not moving, I’ll just say, “Actually, I am. The Earth is rotating.”

Then I thought about it again. If I actually said that, they would whoop my ass so hard I’d experience several additional rotations of the Earth.

So now I’m slouching on my chair: scientific truth ✨ vs ✨ personal safety.