This Could Be Better

I’m going to do the equivalent of spiking a vase into the ground and making it into a glass swan. It’s fine, Colorless was like a barely formed cup that exploded in the… thing artists cook clay in. Y’know. The art pressure cooker. The forbidden popcorn popper. The clay crockpot. The thing that turns moving rock into not moving rock. Kern? It’s far enough into the AM for me to want to write, but I really shouldn’t be.

In short, nothing in this story is changing except the beginning. I feel it isn’t fast enough, and my new way of writing out these chapters should give it the complexity and speed I chase. I’ll get it up soon; thanks for being patient with my first try at writing for more than myself.

I’ll also get a Discord server up soon. I like feedback, even if it’s pointing out I have a terrible crutch words.