the Cantigaster
Today I was a village in the salt, a temple beneath it, a dragon, an elder god. And a forgotten king.1
Three friends played pretend with me, only one of them all the way through. The others had to play pretend with someone else very quickly. They also found a crustacean mech suit. It didn't last long.
It is January 2026. Nothing burns brighter than a soul.
The crow is right. This was over several days, not just one.↩