A Prophecy From The Archives
Writing Prompt: 2026-02-04
The forest breathes a sigh of shimmering spores as you wake, your skin now bark, your blood now sap. What do you reach for first?
A Prophecy From The Archives
The forest breathes a sigh of shimmering spores as you wake, your skin now bark, your blood now sap. What do you reach for first?