What are we behind our masks? Do we really ever have the chance to find out?
The Goatmaid and her helper-spirits from the formless lands.
Here we have little widget posing with a paintbrush. Silly robot.
The souls of those that died violent deaths or were controlled by powerful emotions right before death do not go join the ancestors, but remain in the physical realm to play out their tragedy over and over. Sometimes if they receive a proper burial they can move on, sometimes they can never. Here we haveContinue reading “Yurei”
Such a smile, such pretty teeth, you get bitten by this beast; you will know your own perfection! You will know all the answers, you will know what is true, and there is nothing, not a thing, which is truer than you! I admit, such a beast has bitten me, humility is a hard wonContinue reading “Bessy: The Beast of Self-Righteousness”