Altakar

there is no way you've been continuously posting for 3 years every day

Day 1066 - I swear I was writing this day yesterday or maybe before that but it's not quite déjà vu since I have no idea what I really wrote

Day 1065 - sky had a weird orange tint a little while ago and it's probably something explainable, but I think I'll hide in the void for now

Day 1064 - the lacerations don't show signs of healing and yet what does it matter when the deep will subsume me anyway whenever it wants to

Day 1063 - what is the purpose of those those little scenes and sounds that we call "memories" only for them to be corrupted by passing time

Day 1062 - the watchtowers will always be the last structures standing but if it comes to that sort of situation they will not stand for you

Day 1061 - it is like every monument ever constructed was made out of dust with how quickly they collapse when any outside stress is applied

Day 1060 - endless thirst brings with it a bottomless desperation, every attempt seeking to conclude that which does not follow those rules.

Day 1059 - every walkway brings doors with it. why bother entering any of them? there's the point where you were summoned, and the other end

Day 1058 - staring down the clock, staring down the end of the corridors, what else is there to look at? same old sights for years and years

Day 1057 - found an unused portal to the void in the frigid, empty halls. reminded me of my slow descent into the dark all those months ago.

Day 1056 - forgot how bad those cages were, especially in the hallways. absolute miracle there aren't horror stories from that intersection.

Day 1055 - no mustard tag anymore. never really had the same effect for a really long time, but quite unfortunate regardless of perspective.

Its actually pronounced "Gabel"

Day 1054 - another post, another epitaph for the previous day. considering what is said of the dead, I will never run out of things to post.

Day 1052 - someone needs to dispose of some oil or gunpowder barrels in the void I'm running out of "bottoms of the barrels" to farm content

Day 1051 - every spark of light in the deep has a shadow looming over it and collecting the sparks is collecting another ghost for the dark.

Day 1050 - if you wanna visit me I gotta warn you: you come down here, you're not coming back. well, certainly not the same way you arrived.

Day 1049 - just listening to some aphex twin and vibing in the empty void. not a bad choice of music for extended periods of time down here.

Day 1048 - every time a meeting keeps going past schedule I can feel it absorbing me; I should probably update my dimension security system.