Cybersec & Neurosci student, worldbuilder, artist. Trying their best. They/Them.
Cross posted from a public patreon post I wrote “yesterday”- 12:01am today, technically.
I write poems sometimes. These were supposed to be used in a game I was working on, but I’ve got a few years of gamedev burnout ahead of me. Here they will live, for now.
CW for death of loved ones and my specific brand of bleak.
A burning void where your heart should be,lined with gnashing teeth.Forever hungry; It cannot consume what it destroys,and no light will everreach it.