"fianc" oh no, somebody doesn't like special characters
existential dread poetry, candle/flame imagery
the pressure from outside tugs a guttering candle flame, hastening the drips of wax that chase one another to be lost on the ground below.
what is a candle when the wick and wax are burned away?
does the candle become the smell of paraffin char, the ribbons of carbon vapor? Does it become the clarified drippings splattered useless and flat?
Or is it just the memory of extinguished light?
does it matter what it is?
does it matter that it's gone?
It's been such a long time since I logged in that maybe I should reintroduce myself.
Hi, I'm Caelyn, an experimental author and indie game designer. I'm a writer for upcoming games Lore Finder and Caves of Qud, but my solo work is currently on sale at my itch page:
Hi, I'm Caelyn. Interactive fiction writer by trade, goofball by choice.
Currently working on and tooting a lot about #CavesOfQud. Also streaming as Grahu-Rubufo, Learned Snapjaw VTuber.
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