Discord
12-10-2025, 04:19 AM
The alchemist was a novice at best, a young jerboa with stars in their eyes. You were found among autumn leaves; they took pity on your broken body and brought you to the innermost chamber. It was by their clumsy hands and pilfered charms that you were reborn as something new.
Your past life is something you wish you could forget. You were happy once. You played in a grand orchestra, and you were deeply in love.
Then everything changed.
You were sealed away because you weren't yet ready. You had to grow. If you had stayed any longer, they would have begun forming within you. You swear you still feel strange tickles beneath your membrane.
Your past life is something you wish you could forget. You were happy once. You played in a grand orchestra, and you were deeply in love.
Then everything changed.
You were sealed away because you weren't yet ready. You had to grow. If you had stayed any longer, they would have begun forming within you. You swear you still feel strange tickles beneath your membrane.
