Sep 16, 2024 8:45 pm
"Solitude. Peace and quiet," Ichor grumbles. "The world outside the walls is so loud and busy. I am meant for the quiet places in the dark depths of the world. But the burden of a name binds me here. I am function without form, potential without purpose. Yazeba named me Ichor, and so it became true. But what even is Ichor? What am I supposed to be? Other than a squishy weirdo, nyeh!"