Primordial coil rituals my blood
To be sanctified in un-zang nerve-ending to depart
Where you were, I return. Where you burned, I rekindle.
Primordial foil pictures my gods.
To be sacrificed in un-rang soul-mending to unchart
Primordial soil freeze me free


NaaN (Now, always and Never)

Photo: “The Ocean - 33”. Mirage by InkyMoondrop. (July 2024)

InkyMoondrop writes:

“Hi!

Another short story of Mirage ends on the 9th of August. Not sure when I'll get to write a new one, but will try to deliver until spring next year.

Would appreciate an announcement. Thank you!”

Mirage ...

This is an amazing musical themed comic about the destined meeting of Blotto with Cork and the musical magical they made together… Blotto is stuck playing guitar for a boring Christian band in church, lorded over by a bossy harridan of a bandleader. And when he studies at music school ...

Photo: “WE NEED YOU!!!”. The Drunk Duck Awards 2024 Needs Volunteers to Judge and Present. Spleen by Genejoke. (July 2024)

Niccea has sent out assignments to all the volunteers who have signed up so far.

Message from Niccea to all volunteers who have already signed up:

“Thank you for being ...

Let no unheard muses call their stages.
Sink them into soundlessness down below.
Take no unsung makers to their pages.
Sink them into uselessness down below.
Grant no untouched prophets for their sages.
Sink them into soulessness down below.
Have no undrawn breathers hale their ages.
Sink them into lifelessness ...

Grimmy Gruesome’s alarm wakes him up at 6:66 AM each day. His micro-wardrobe has been filled with the same black, hooded cloak since the Dawn of Time. Grimmy is very serious about taking lives for his job and excels at reaching weekly death toll quotas. Grimmy’s days ...

Adrian is having a massive run of bad luck! He lost his family villa, all his money and almost everything he inherited… except a giant agricultural robot mechsuit. Maybe he can turn his life around? He had better hurry though, he doesn't have much time till he has to ...

Primordial coil rituals my blood
To be sanctified in un-zang nerve-ending to depart
Where you were, I return. Where you burned, I rekindle.
Primordial foil pictures my gods.
To be sacrificed in un-rang soul-mending to unchart
Primordial soil freeze me free


NaaN (Now, always and Never)

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