Black and Chrome
•Never Normal•
Another small peek at the first chapter. Plus a new abstract design.
So, I have quite an otherworldly wound on my arm. Not only did it leave a large patch of my skin strangely hairless, it cut out a pattern that seems to belong in some science fiction representation of human DNA. But not entirely. It also resembles an abstract understanding of a circuit board. Probably the strangest part of it all, however, is that what little it bled was not blood...
It bled ink.
Coming or Going? #123
If Name of the Wind took place in 1950s America, this is what Kvothe’s inscription would look like on his Vintish court rings. And the Eolian would be a diner.