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new-canvas · 4 months ago
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new-canvas · 4 months ago
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You are home I carry you in my heart Everywhere I go
Will you wait for me When I spread thin and far When I'm out of grasp? We are close and far apart
Will you forgive, will you forget As I wander and can't provide? Can you stand my fleeting presence Something nobody can hold down?
Can I see you in the future And recall the moments we shared Make new ones then fade again Loving as parallel paths?
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new-canvas · 5 months ago
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"There are too many meanings, I must destroy them," said the collector under the trapping mountain.
"There are none at all, I must create one," said the wanderer under the limitless sky.
Both, in their own way, fearing insignificance.
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new-canvas · 7 months ago
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Intramythology Directory
Those are bound to be written and rewritten as needed, as nothing is set in stone. This is not a linear story able to be easily told through a sole book or piece of media, but a folklore, bound to grow and change with its people.
Myths
White Noise
Blurbs
Of the sky, of the mountains
Miscelaneous
Wanderer's love
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new-canvas · 7 months ago
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White Noise
I never saw you, but you were always there. You called me, and I was there for you.
We made and opened many doors. Behind them, there were many worlds. Ones you and I could live in. Ones full of stories worth living.
You saw me as perfect, even though unfinished. You never saw a flaw, I was your everything. The name you called for protection. The name you called for help.
I never saw you. You were always there. You were there. It was all you.
I woke up. I don't remember much. Who am I? Do I exist?
The void you once were stares at me. It's silence is deafening as I'm trapped inside it. You were everything, you were nothing. Did you get to be a person?
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new-canvas · 1 year ago
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if anyone wants to play this game, just send me an ask or comment in the latest panel
Talestuck
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[ * A young child falls into what one would think to be their oblivion. Their body, however, is met with golden flowers, softening the fall. ]
[ * Though they are irresponsive, it appears that they are still breathing. What is their name? ]
==> INSERT NAME.
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new-canvas · 1 year ago
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Talestuck
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[ * A young child falls into what one would think to be their oblivion. Their body, however, is met with golden flowers, softening the fall. ]
[ * Though they are irresponsive, it appears that they are still breathing. What is their name? ]
==> INSERT NAME.
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new-canvas · 1 year ago
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TALESTUCK LOG.
24/04/2024 - Talestuck
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new-canvas · 2 years ago
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DIRECTIONS.
Intramythology
From one neither something or nothing, the wish of community makes something where all was boundless.
TALESTUCK
[ * A young child falls into oblivion. The child is you. ]
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