( like white noise. droning. titters and whispers and sighs all reverberating and echoing. there are familiar ones scattered in the mix here and there, recognizable even if the words are muddled. she's yet to find the owners to the voices, but it's unsurprising to know that they're here. )
Not the first you've encountered such an installment, then.
( the confessional of flowers aside, the woman indulging her idle wonderings is an interesting one in her own right. she's witnessed enough singularities to know when she's met with one, and her head inclines just so as if to better listen. curious. )
the projmoons rly said its binah we HAVE to have tea with her.
Not the first you've encountered such an installment, then.
( the confessional of flowers aside, the woman indulging her idle wonderings is an interesting one in her own right. she's witnessed enough singularities to know when she's met with one, and her head inclines just so as if to better listen. curious. )
The ones previous did not?