That mood when a work of fiction spends years of your life building to its punch line, and when it gets there it just hangs with you forever.
And maybe makes you consider getting a tattoo of it.
That mood when a work of fiction spends years of your life building to its punch line, and when it gets there it just hangs with you forever.
And maybe makes you consider getting a tattoo of it.
I knew there was a story arc about a telepath enclave. But nobody told me they were *goth* telepaths.
I knew there was a story arc about a telepath enclave. But nobody told me they were *goth* telepaths.