Shadows of a ghostly woman hover over an alpine lake and diminutive waterfall, the blue and green landscape pockmarked with paint splatters. The title text sits in the center, with decorative ribbon.
A crowd gathers by ghostly yellow light in the hall of some ancient and enormous cathedral. The text “We danced and drank as the empire
Aim high, and be prepared to fall really fucking far Stars and a landscape and some deeply suspicious smoke form the background for this almost
An except from a poem written for a character with a bit of a problem in the “catastrophic obstinance” department. An icon floats in a
It’s totally normal for your relationship to revolve around protests and politics, right? I mean, maybe it wasn’t before but sure as hell seems like
Gears and clockwork explode from the center of a peach colored disaster. The title text is rendered in a messy font and cannot even hold
An army in the deep! Shells and bubbles and waves and things! Depressing text! I’m playing in an Exalted game right now set in the
