A musicalIt would seem from recent events that almost every incident that occurs here now holds scarcely a more significant value than mere grace notes, only there to be swept so quickly into the next and lost in the resulting fugue. At this point, one can do no more than simply marvel at how swiftly the citizens are to fall into such celebratory ( Read more... )

glass-paper wings stir
flames whisper while stars still weep
joy must awaken

[ooc: Lmfao cryptic post is cryptic. By this you can safely assume wtfever has gone boom. /o/]

There is a faint melody that resounds from the the depths of this place from time to time, an echo of a song one is overly familiar with, but the overabundance of white noise drowns it out too quickly, and the tune fades once again; such dissonance is exceedingly grating. Perhaps one would be able to find some way to rectify this but for now, there ( Read more... )

... One supposes there should be a viable explanation as to why a park bench possesses the capacity to transport him into what appears to be the cargo hold of a ship.