bruno

"mr storylets"

writer (derogatory). lead designer on Fallen London.

http://twitter.com/notbrunoagain


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Bluesky
brunodias.bsky.social

You're in her DMs. I'm in hiding in Belgrade because my cover was blown in Krasnoyarsk and she caught my scent. Week after week of changing trains, staying in Eastern European hotels under assumed names, planting false signals and burning contacts. And for what. For what. For a dingy flat in Serbia and the vain hope she won't find and kill me. Some days I think of picking up the phone and calling the eight-fingered man in town that I know is her contact. Just letting her know. Letting her know and waiting.


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