Here I am again, to ramble of more dreams of darkness.

I had a dream the city I lived in was under attack by a mountain with a face. It spewed mudslides from its molten maw, and crushed all the buildings beneath it.

Last try before I move on with my life. Hoping to reconnect with a Himmel cosplayer I met at AMKE (anime Milwaukee) 2025 during the nocturnal underground dance. He was kindly fanning the surrounding dancers and overall just having a good time.

I’m not putting my signature on this shit

Quick doodle inspired from my dreams previously mentioned.

ISO: himmel at nocturnal underground. Long story short- thought the fan during a rave was such a power move.

I had a dream I was drowned in a sea of wildflowers. My body was at rest but my mind continued to lament the time I wasted away struggling to make each day tangible and joyous. My face was painted in such a way to emulate the bright life I once retained, but I saw it as poor imitation.

Last night my dream was pure frustration. I was in an underground village with numerous channels of glowing cerulean waters. He pissed me off so I pushed him into the water, then jumped in to kick his ass.

I had a dream about you last night. It was in a home more like a basement, unfinished walls with insulation and exposed wires. The floors had a few inches of dirt and mud, and all of the rooms were without doors. So many people came and went, and offered support you turned away.