SansBelow's profile picture. An observant and intriguing lady.
The workings of things is the interesting part.

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@SansBelow

An observant and intriguing lady. The workings of things is the interesting part.

Tonight we fed him something new. His feathers are turning a dark grey. Seems we'll need to name him soon.


Some time ago Titre brought back a companion, one of his old flock. The fellow was quite dazed.


spider council


titre is back. TITRE is back. Titre, dear Titre.


Titre. Titre. The fireplace. Dear Titre. How do. We. Titre.


Connections. Connections. We're connected to so many. So, so many. But who was it again, Titre?


Titre titters. We found our letters. Our journals.


Do we have everything? I think we have everything. I can't recall. We'll need to put our heads together, Titre.


Oh yes. We were trying to speak with the thing. The place with the people.


Titre tittered a ton, telling this one to go to that title or another. We're back, dear titre has stopped tittering and took to tattering.


Expeditions upon expeditions. Can't recall why I started on them. Back in my lodgings. Never knew I was gone.


Goggles at last!


You'd think these buffoons wouldn't be bothered by the sights of the Forgotten Quarter but they're a bunch of cowards.


I think I'll go for a nice blend between the two.


Not sure'f I should be flattered or fearful.


Jack knows where I live.


Apparently to the rats I am something of a vengeful god. Fancy that!


They bury their dead. The rats bury their dead, friends. They mourn them.


Oh. Oh. Oh.


Oh you couldn't have set it alight while there were still rats in there, could you?


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