A parallax, through a darkened street. Click to zoom - The streets were busy. Just as they were yesterday, just as they were a week ago, and just as they were nearly a decade before. Sprawling, and teeming with a thousand commuters or more. The asphalt was absent of familiar faces, save for a visage of the quiet, young porter. As commuters tramped down the ardent lane, it was only his frame that remained in its place. His eyes were drooping in a gentle manner -- not as if he wished to sleep, but as if he wished to close his eyes in a long, soulful sigh held back for far too long. Today his head was lowered in a cheerful half-bow, long fingers curled forward to point guests along their way. "Forward," came the unspoken command, his eyes courteous, but none less piercing. This, was none other than the Sixth Porter. - guys i just wanted to write fanfic
block coding is so fun wahaha Art - @dango_goober Audio - Voice clip from character Añil, R1999 Song - El Efilador by Ricardo Vilca & Sus Amigo Please do not take, what is not yours.
