What's Going On · 11:23pm Sep 10th, 2019
So, the past couple months have been an absolute shitshow of epic proportions. I had to leave school due to a serious issue in regards to teaching, paperwork, and the utter uselessness of the staff. I had a job up until semi-recently but due to matters I could no have affected, mainly in that my cousin is a bloody psychopath, I moved from TN to IA. Now, I have to get a job (already got an interview Friday), get back into school, and try and find a place to live. Doesn't help I'm broke, freakishly exhausted, and can't get any help. Beyond occasionally touching chapters, more so original stuff, I haven't worked on anything much. Anyway, I don't expect help since you know but here's a look at my current main focus I guess.
Omnitelestic
In a land of rustic metals and a city besieged by smoke and a passionless existence, a woman sits in a large room far above the city to ponder at the existence of the number Seven. In a land where others seek nothing but power and the iron fist of a rule, she is unknown and unfamiliar. The world she seeks, in the depths of hearts, is any but this one. Seven, an answer without a question. Seven, a number with no meaning. Seven, a woman alone with forgotten memories. What is Seven, what does this memory mean in the depths of a dying land?
Sorry to hear that, Middy. I hope everything gets better for you soon.
Hey middy, its been ages I know but I hope your doing alright!