Aug 2
"Well, you're a curious one..."
* (A formless voice makes itself known. It doesn't seem to have a physical form for itself, it simply just is and exists.)
"I can appreciate a fellow being of curiosity. It's a pleasure to make your aquaintance! Even if I lack the name to present myself.."
(<â—‹> @voicefrom-thevoid)
The Observer looks up from their novella, scanning the Panopticon's archive for the source of the voice. Eventually, their many eyes fall upon the source.
It's a strange feeling, being observed when you are nothing.
"Oh, hello."
They bookmark their novella, setting it to the side and fixing their tie.
"Forgive our curtness, but what are you? Visitors to the Panopticon are rare."
