here they come again, mocking me, dissing me, taking a jab, creeping onto me.   jealousy is a black and white game. to black, white always seems like a weakling. the sole purpose of black is to extend its callous ends, to consume the…

2022 prompt 5 / hour 5 “you’ll understand when you’re older”   Goddammit he had finangled his way here to the study at the centre of the castle Only to find that the senior sorcerer’s favourite mirror only showed *clouds*? This could not be real?…