several inhabitants in this digital, how could our affections still travel between the thousand strands of data between us
by: rumour hell
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Would It Kill You To
Get The Things I Need?
The sun through the canopy uncertain, Morgan follows a shimmer glitch through the Skein, finds the Psyche Oracle in his Tender and discovers the encroaching smoke.
Kind People Should
Never Be Treated Like Empty Arms
Lesia awakens in a robotic body pursued by Recyclers, with no defense but her tactica; Chere dreams alone in her Habitex through the holic choker.
Hope My Rains
Leave A Stain
Cammy wanders the edges of the freak show in the Cluster, a dimensional refugee under the infinite eyes of the Velih and the mote auras, seeking home in Jewel’s dangerous investigations of the Loum.
Cammy, Morgan and Dear meet in EXILE and journey to the Chapel.
on a Noter
Hexa escapes dream-slavery to the starpaths where Lesia, on a dangerous mission for the Patrons to the stabs of technodeath, intersects with Chere
The Low Sea
Orche watches from the Garden as Morgan languishes in the Barrows, separated from his Tender, and Cammy noids out in gamespace