[ the thirty-third ] / [ text ]
The action, since spliced
A head lost and wandering
The body, returned.
I've always wanted to try riddles within haiku. It's a poetry in itself, riddling, but when measured so precisely, so delicately? Simply sublime.
But it seems I have my chance after all.
Hello.
ooc || Aw, look who's back. He's in NOHoPE now, and unable to accept private/encrypted material. If a character attempts, they will be met with the embarrassing standard message of YOUR PARTY IN QUESTION CURRENTLY CANNOT ACCEPT PRIVATE CONVERSATION.
A head lost and wandering
The body, returned.
I've always wanted to try riddles within haiku. It's a poetry in itself, riddling, but when measured so precisely, so delicately? Simply sublime.
But it seems I have my chance after all.
Hello.
ooc || Aw, look who's back. He's in NOHoPE now, and unable to accept private/encrypted material. If a character attempts, they will be met with the embarrassing standard message of YOUR PARTY IN QUESTION CURRENTLY CANNOT ACCEPT PRIVATE CONVERSATION.