It's our Pneumahr, for now.
Fortran quietly murmurs.
We all came here with no reason, yet in common we have worry. Plagued by a nightmare of some sort, we stay together, for only kindness will be our light.
Forgive me. What is chasing you?
Forgive me. What is chasing you?
Pneumahr was never bustling. As a rusty cottage built on top of the collapsed Nighten Mine, this village's not-cats would not be here because of a painterly view. Their nightmares would be the one thing they shared, and only the ones who understood their sentiment would feel here right at home. The villagers are not running away, but healing and processing - and they are doing a real good job at that.
Artur / Lyonid - They:He
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I love pet sites and it's literally what the world needs right now. I am an artist, programmer and photographer. Reach out - I don't bite! Never stop creating, everyone.
