I listened and wondered if she was sleeping, too, like everyone else. This massive, beautiful being that everyone had always told me about. ‘The ocean, the ocean’ you know… I’d never seen her before. It was dark when we got there, so… I wanted to see what she was like when the sun came up. I wanted to know if she sounded different, if she moved different, if she spoke another language… I couldn’t sleep that night, I was just so excited to meet her.
[ read: you’re always nice ghosts #01 ]
I still need to finish like some kind of intro or landing page for both Stellium and Nice Ghosts, but I’ll get around to that eventually. I used to have a whole-ass tumblr just dedicated to Stellium art/writing but good lord, navigating old tumblr archives is not fun times. Take the W, self. Just getting back into the habit of posting the stuff I make somewhere is a good step.