Over at the Orrery, th’ buni responds to another prompt: “I didn’t want to come online at all.“
“Gran?” The voice was Wisteria’s, still thin but on the cusp of full bloom. Violet petals crowned the young rabbit’s head in a wreath, and a single vine curled around her waist. She had one of her bracelets in her paws, fidgeting with it while she stood in the doorway, her ears flat against her […]
Over at the Orrery, a Tale of Irokai concludes. Sometimes the right choice isn’t the best choice.
Over at the Orrery, a new Tale of Irokai. Lilian tries to help her brother come to terms with loss.
I don’t know who actually looked at the pictures when I mentioned the repairs that β needed. They weren’t pretty, and I wouldn’t blame anyone for not wanting to go digging into the details. However, there are a couple of pictures I’d like to share with people, because they’re going to help set context for […]