I jack into the metaverse, escaping the grime and drizzle of Neo-Southam for brighter worlds. But even here among the endless virtual cityscapes, I feel the isolation creep in. Millions of people logged in from…
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The Watcher
Amidst the hallowed halls of the Artis Moderna Gallery, a particularly peculiar statue catches the wandering eye—a hyper-realistic marble mannequin with a vintage 1950s television for a head. Dubbed “The Watcher,” this sculpture tells a…
pixel storm
She gazed in wonder at the cascading pixels that fell around her. Each one glimmered with vibrant hues—ferocious reds, sunny yellows, verdant greens, and vivid blues—that blurred together like the colours of a rainbow. As…
No more answers will be forthcoming
I’ll tell you this, no eternal reward awaits you for wasting the dawn. You have to do what you set out to do. It bothers me that so many of the people in my life…