As the nights grow long, and our curtain crashes abruptly below the horizon, our eyes adjust accordingly. How do you?

Where do you fit in this world of transcendent, ancestral darkness?

How do you choose to react to magic enmeshed in void?

As the flame’s flicker sprawls its selfish self across your walls, what do you find yourself jawing on about with a close friend?

Simply put, how does this new nocturnal reality alter you, your thoughts, your approach towards the world?

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Endlessly follow all thoughts mercurial,

The Orchard