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Oddly enough, the areas don’t look like normal “no go” zones which makes me think GSC is planning on adding content in these areas maybe🤞🏼
Oddly enough, the areas don’t look like normal “no go” zones which makes me think GSC is planning on adding content in these areas maybe🤞🏼
I search for the reason I’m drawn to Scar… somewhere between faith and philosophy. To someone who cannot see, his scars are symbols. Why do people love what is broken? In the dark, I quietly conclude it’s how we affirm our own missing pieces.
I search for the reason I’m drawn to Scar… somewhere between faith and philosophy. To someone who cannot see, his scars are symbols. Why do people love what is broken? In the dark, I quietly conclude it’s how we affirm our own missing pieces.
За стіною щось шарудить, може вітер, а може хтось забрів не туди.
За стіною щось шарудить, може вітер, а може хтось забрів не туди.
Ні, будь ласка, не говори про X.
Ні, будь ласка, не говори про X.
Dinner is finished, the bath has washed the day away, and a quiet comfort settles in. In that gentle calm, the soft tide of sleep begins to roll in, slow and inevitable, inviting both body and mind to let go.…
Dinner is finished, the bath has washed the day away, and a quiet comfort settles in. In that gentle calm, the soft tide of sleep begins to roll in, slow and inevitable, inviting both body and mind to let go.…
Time has slipped by so quickly that I haven’t even managed to eat properly.…
Time has slipped by so quickly that I haven’t even managed to eat properly.…
You are more tolerant than Sim—this I know. Once, I truly believed he was the Voice of the Monolith itself.
You are more tolerant than Sim—this I know. Once, I truly believed he was the Voice of the Monolith itself.
If blood can be paid only with blood, then who is truly mad now—the ones who pull the trigger, or those who sanctify it?
If blood can be paid only with blood, then who is truly mad now—the ones who pull the trigger, or those who sanctify it?
I had blindly believed the world they offered, swallowing it without question.
When the voice faded, thought returned.
Silence was not rejection, but sight restored—leading me beyond blind faith, toward understanding.
I had blindly believed the world they offered, swallowing it without question.
When the voice faded, thought returned.
Silence was not rejection, but sight restored—leading me beyond blind faith, toward understanding.
*Faust searches for the eye emoji.*
*Faust searches for the eye emoji.*
It's cold and the wind is chilly. Oh, and I'll make Scar some tea.
It's really cold this time of year!
It's cold and the wind is chilly. Oh, and I'll make Scar some tea.
It's really cold this time of year!
We call him “Spade”. Because of the spade tattoo on his shoulder.
We call him “Spade”. Because of the spade tattoo on his shoulder.
Hehehe…