Wrizzit
For everything, down to the scribbles.
For everything, down to the scribbles.
So, I don't know if anyone is actually reading my serialised story 'Corollary', but if you are - my humblest apologies but the latest chapter is going to be late. I've written it but it feels clunky AF, so I'll hopefully post a less clunky version tonight or tomorrow morning. Cheers.
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Here's a little verse as an apology: our memory palace has been ransacked we don't know who to point to were we the tenants or are we the vandals who do we run to? We think there might have been a door here. The gates are long gone. No clear shade to point to where To find a clue Maybe we were in the wrong one.