Liebe Sonata

The night in Kirkwall was never truly silent.

There was always something—a distant shout, hurried footsteps, the echo of the sea crashing against ancient stone. But th

The next scene unfolds deeper into the story, where external whisperings reach both characters, igniting a fire of suspicion. They hear a rumour that each is being pursued b

A closed fist makes contact with his chest—well, it tries to—but he quickly dodges it, manoeuvring and throwing himself back with his webs.

“Blimey, this git is going

A big art event was coming to Camden next weekend and you were really looking forward to participating.

However, creative block once again became your enemy and

“Alright, it’s… 6:00 PM. We agreed to meet at 6:20 PM, so I’m sure waiting a few minutes won’t be a bother.”

That was the last thing you said before an explosion rocke