by Rachel Ann Girty | Mar 10, 2021 | Week Seven
All hail Lord Carhuayo of the House of Flint! “What does it mean to be a human, trapped within an ever-fluctuating physical form? To have a body is to be paired with machinery that one does not understand, to be at the will of nature’s entropy,...
by Rachel Ann Girty | Mar 10, 2021 | Week Seven
by Esfandiar Oh, there you are. I thought you weren’t going to come to me. Do you know what today is? Of course, you don’t. Why would you, after all? On this day, about thirty years ago, plagued by my numerous conflictions on the very nature of morality, I set...
by Rachel Ann Girty | Mar 10, 2021 | Week Seven
All hail Lady Alexandra! “today i tried to cook chicken for the first time. i didn’t have the right ingredients and i didn’t do it right, so it made me feel kind of sick… i guess what i’m trying to say is that i miss sharing banal...
