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Shattered Souls

With Author: @chichirichick

There are too many reflections. From one world to the next, the weapons and their meisters and falling and failing. With each crack, there’s a chance one of them could die. Will they come together and find a way to seal these worlds, or will some of them fail to come back from the other side?

These Promises

with Author: @chichirichick

The sunset on the Blue Ridge is a tourist’s dream, but Soul is just following the lead of an image that had been tucked away in a letter he received years before. It’s some sort of promise—one he’ll have to wait until the peak to find out.

Maka’s camera shutter has closed around the sun over the Blue Ridge too many times to count. While those photos help pad her pocket, they’re also a reminder that all things come to an end. Maybe that cycle can be broken—especially with the right promise.

and Author: @justpocketchange

you are my center when I spin away

with Author: @chichirichick

There’s someone haunting the doorway.

There’s something swaying, lithe and aimless like seaweed in a tidepool.

Human, weed, or shadow—it’s watching me as I approach.

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That burn is the only sensation that even hints at humanity—at blood flowing through my veins rather than mechanisms, screws grinding into sockets.

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What I am now is just a beacon for that madness. A lonely lighthouse where the only spark is locked away, never to be free. Sanity is trapped behind glass while madness emanates across the landscape.

I made some art for the latest chapter of In The land of Nightingales by @thisdarkthing. This is only a snippet cause the rest is uhh body horror (all warnings in chapter)