Drust OC comm for @redesiuk (Thank you!)
He looks like a lovechild of my other OCs
I have been going to the national archives about once or twice a season for the last two years, and there’s never once been a chair near this sign
all the people i interacted with today were so kind to me, i actually felt like i was part of the club
Mid-December 2025.
Odesa, Ukraine.
Mid-December
The attack came at night
and lasted until morning,
longer than usual.
I slept through it. I usually do,
despite the warnings.
apparently, I’m a heavy sleeper.
for almost a week, the city went dark.
attacks hit the infrastructure.
no electricity anywhere.
no water.
just darkness stretching across the streets.
annoying buzz of generators running the shops.
later, I wanted to play Sky.
In the middle of the chaos,
I still had a little battery left.
but the connection was weak,
barely enough to send a single message.
and yet
we don't survive.
we live.
we ate by candlelight with my roommate and friends.
my apartment had frozen solid,
and I was sick with a cough,
so they took me in.
walking to get groceries, we paused.
the lights were gone.
the city was silent.
and stars - stars shone brighter than I had ever noticed.
for a ling moment, the stars felt closer than ever.
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I’m not posting this to be pitied.
I don't want awkward silence,
when someone doesn’t know what to say next.
I’m not an alien telling a horror story.
This is just a glimpse through my eyes,
of the good,
the bad,
the truth.
Even in the dark,
we find moments of light.
'Look at all my stupid little figural bowls,' I say, in the warm, glowing tones of a woman showing off her firstborn child
BEHOLD
nigelgraz