Apr
24th
2016
Whispers of an update · 2:53am Apr 24th, 2016
Deep within the darkness of the Writer's workshop, a lone dweller uncovers the small file covered in dust and particulates of meta-matter.
"Human Blood," the dweller whispers to itself. "I thought this was all but lost."
Nay, Reality was not kind enough to let that story go, and so prompted by some kind of inner motivation, the dweller opened the file and read its contents. Perhaps one day it will be transcribed. Then all will see it.
Human Blood in prereading.
