Kelisot
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tatteredbones I write sins not tragedies
May 27, 2023
Kelisot Damn that's deep
May 27, 2023
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Just thought of an idea:
Making a group in which people make a short story anthology of a specific genre and release it here? Some people do this in music-- and I thought it might be cool doing this...
Kelisot Just need a name and people for this project to come true...
May 11, 2023
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To explain my absence here, I am making a fanfare. However, I will be here and there appearing for events.
Just something I hope everyone knows and does not fret about.
Kelisot I meant fanwork, not fanfare my bad
sorry to disappoint some of you however
May 1, 2023
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Kelisot oops i meant beginning just saw this lmao
Apr 22, 2023
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Kelisot I might use this song for something coming up soon... be anticipated!
Apr 18, 2023
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So today... my poetry has been accused of being used by an AI by someone online.
I'm not really feeling that good today.
BluesClues oof <3
Apr 17, 2023
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The tiger finally opened his eyes.
Although he can’t exactly understand why he knows why, the young boy realizes that his name is “Tora”; he is a newborn in this mysterious monochromatic world, but the boy sees himself in a reflection of the mirror: He looks like an adolescent despite his status as a baby.
He sees a juvenile across the dainty mirror, with short platinum hair and heterochromatic eyes, one amber gold and the other sapphire blue. However, the room the mirror is in (which he also is inside) is dusty. But Tora doesn’t have the will to clean the room; he is unsure if he has the strength to clear the entire chamber.
“So, bow down to me, ye peasants!” the boy moves his lips to speak, “Uh, I don’t think that’s right.”
Confused by what he said, the boy walks away from the mirror until a strange object catches his eyes. A golden scepter with rubies embodying decorations, he decides to hold the relic to see what happens. He sees himself in the mirror, and he agrees with himself that he appears regal.
“Who are you, Tora?” the regal boy asks himself, as the mirror distorts himself for a second until he sees himself again— an older version of himself with a silver crown and a purple robe behind him depicting his royal status. Surprised by the mirror, he steps back until he accidentally trips and falls on the wooden floor.
“Ouch!” he cries in pain. Standing back up, Tora comes closer to the mirror as his royal alter ego stands up, smiling proudly. The Tora on the mirror then gesticulates his hands, pointing right. The young boy turns his head as he sees a door. Realizing what the mirror was trying to tell him, Tora opens the door to leave the room.
The door revealed a new realm of mysteries and secrets. Several pieces of information seeped into the boy’s psyche, explaining several tales of Tora’s vision.
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Jun 2, 2023