The Watcher

(16 posts)

January 10, 2022

Once, I was burying one of my dead selves, and the Grave-Keeper strolled by. Grave-Keeper: That’s my job, Watcher I: Then why haven’t you done it? Grave-Keeper: I cannot, for you have hidden your dead selves from me. I: No, I have hidden nothing. Listen to what I

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