even blank signs and unlit roads lead somewhere

a gathering of empty places

an intersection of pale, nameless roads

the places you find at the end of those unnamed turnoffs

every house is haunted

a city appears, its history burnt into the soil

an explorable flash-fiction horror story

it's your fault the world is ending

cage_s

you were brought to this altar, and now you'll make a choice

two wolves go out for a night on the town

a prelude

a story about sculptures

lunar sculpture appreciation simulator

we all deserve sanctuary

songs from empty worlds