there's something about rain world
something about the sensation when you realize that the structures you're crawling through—ancient and rusted and humming with power—are the living flesh of gods, their vast hearts still beating
it's almost unfathomably intimate
not even in a horny way or anything
but in that strange, powerful way that tints the whole world a strange shade when you come to understand it
- it/its, she/her
former government employee, CS major, ski lift operator, and summer camp counselor. currently shooting for EMT certification
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in reply to @alterae's post:
ya know I've never really thought about it that way tbh but yeah I guess it is kinda intimate