It turned out the roses were scattered by a funeral boat doing a burial at sea. They were just barely close enough to see me on their way back. I don't believe in ghosts but man if they are real I am so thankful to that unknown grandma doing one last good deed on her way out.

I think about it every now and then. Thank you to that family, and their grandma. She never met me but she rescued me from beyond the grave. I never thought my life would be saved by a funeral.

The place closed because the general manager he hired for the place turned out to be a piece of shit who was stealing from the place and not paying bills, and so the resturant folded.

tw I'm a not good person and long post

lore drop

Big Sister (not a she/her or a girl), a story from The Umbiss that lived around The Umbiss and designed to never be yours. Another original story that in my failed attempts to actualize when I was pushing for it, deserved far more than it got broken by with people putting their bad, uninteresting assumptions and ideas of what the story was about over the designs, meaning, intent and superior storytelling that was these few doodles alone saying more than entire stories here can about their lovers...

Why would anyone want to actually talk to their hands? Because they were more alive and autonomous and aware than anything else happening, as they weren't actually someone's hands but friends from another reality finding ways to bridge the communication leap (easily explained in the drawing, no shit).

The story needs actualization at some point because it's as kooky as anyone would want as a intricate visceral unique world-building story that doesn't even exist here remotely in any pre-existing media so maybe if I can find a starting point with the world around me behaving and actually valuing my story skills, I would have granted you all access to it.

P.S. the friends be named Snaily (needstotorturemespecifically) and Blair (i'lllooktoocute).

Anyways, watch out this story is exactly what you think, tangentially related to this morse code world-building: [tumblr post]