I would sit in the corner, clutching my sketchbook until it bled, until graphite spilled out onto my fingers like an open wound, I liked digging my nails into the parchment and leaving jagged, monoch...
what it's supposed to be about: trying to play the blame game but finding out everyone is suffering. (you can skip to the full piece at the end to make a better connection, if you want)
These problems don't fix themselves. I used paperwork to describe all kinds of problems people deal with.
Part 5 of Seeds.
Note: To start from the beginning of this story, go to this link: https://commaful.com/series/xtrole/the-island/
Some planets flatten at their rumps. Some have grown a paunch, and not quite round,
I would sit in the corner, clutching my sketchbook until it bled, until graphite spilled out onto my fingers like an open wound, I liked digging my nails into the parchment and leaving jagged, monoch...
what it's supposed to be about: trying to play the blame game but finding out everyone is suffering. (you can skip to the full piece at the end to make a better connection, if you want)
These problems don't fix themselves. I used paperwork to describe all kinds of problems people deal with.
Part 5 of Seeds.
Note: To start from the beginning of this story, go to this link: https://commaful.com/series/xtrole/the-island/
Some planets flatten at their rumps. Some have grown a paunch, and not quite round,