Followby Joel rieves “It can’t be much further,” she muttered to herself, as she adjusted the hood of her jacket. The wind had pushed it back and was nipping at her ears. The weather, while it fluctuated wildly at times, was in one of its more settled periods. Unfortunately, that period was a cold snap, …
Hi, if you’ve reached this spot looking for neurodivergent shit, you may be disappointed. You see, I’m retooling the site to focus on what I really want to do: write fiction. So, while I make some changes to things, this is all you’ll be able to read here. Sorry about that. If you’re looking for …