#wrmls

the ghost is the boy's brother, and he's much more cheerful than he was when he was alive. when the boy looks up at him to say something, the ghost's smile stops him every time. the ghost is his brother, and on days like this where the sky is a deep gray and pouring down a coastal storm, he is nowhere to be found. the boy, without both ghost and brother, sits with his ankles in the sea. he is trying to see if the brine is a different temperature than the raindrops, but he can't quite stay focused enough to decide. instead, his mind is waiting. he is waiting for approaching steps and the clank of plate armour to emerge from the portal to greet him. he is waiting for the shockwave of an explosion. he is waiting for his best friend to come sit next to him. he is waiting to hear his brother light a cigarette. but his brother is dead, and all that is left is a ghost, and in the rain, there isn't even that. he doesn't know what he wants to say. he doesn't know if he's ever felt like this before. a droplet lands on his knee and runs down his leg into the surf. he decides that the rain is colder than the sea.

i can’t even put into words how this was the best shot of the entire set of lore streams today.

PONK: [they hold the sword for a moment, before putting it away] you know, i might keep that. as a reminder of how much of a— [they backtrack] sam, [they sigh] god dammit. [with force once more] i don’t want you to die! y’know, i have a feeling that someone great, someone that you used to be is still in there, and is fighting to come out.

NEW C!TOMMY JUST DROPPED

i was really digging belos and the collector’s aesthetic choices and then it hit me