And The Stagnation Begins.

the tundren (race name subject to change).

there lives a race of creatures not quite in the syloverse.

they are akin to dreamwalkers, as they don't exist. however, they do not belong to naochtren.

they speak in tunes, singing their language not in words, but in emotions and images.

their race is a simple one. they travel the syloverse, telling stories they see and sharing emotions they feel.

they need not eat nor drink; they need only interaction with another.

they feed off of—and share—emotions. if they are alone for too long, they dissapear. they call this phenomenon "the empty"; when devoid of emotion, they fade away, crumble to dust, etcetera. although the method varies, the end result is the same. none of them know where they go after the empty.

as such, they are a very social people, requiring interaction and emotion not only to keep their race alive, but to tell the stories of the syloverse to future generations.

they are the timekeepers.

the only interaction they have outside of themselves is that of the hooded figure. due to his power, he can see, hear, and somewhat interact with them.

he listens to their stories, and occasionally tells them his own.

feelin' kinda lonely...

if only I could have some curious anons show up in my ask box...

I just want some peace.

I desire some rest.

I can't ever please

this thing I possess.

I feel so confined,

but I force a smile.

I want out of my mind.

just for a while...

stories coming along decently well.

finished some chapters.

probably gonna writer's block soon.

I have a love/hate relationship with my writing.

I can be making something that I think is the funniest shit I've ever come up with, and then the very next combination of words I happen to conjure into existence makes me say "what the fuck am I doing" out loud.

Y'all ever just have those kinds days where you look back on it and be like "yup, that was a day. That day some things that happened, and those things that happened were on that day. Like, can you believe that? And that day was one of the days that happened to be just that: a day. It was truly a day indeed."

I was rereading steel ball run, and...

A lot of my characters in my books are inspired by music. The vibes the music encapsulates within itself is one of my main sources of character ideas.

So if you ever read a work of mine and get the vague feeling that you want to listen to Camelia or Tally Hall, now you know why.

made even more new lore for the SS clubs and added a splinter timeline.

also thinking about the halved lands a bit because reasons.

oh yeah, forgot to mention I made a third language for some story shit.

have fun translating, I guess.