PW: Surpass This Incline With Weapon-Rock
From Create Your Own Story
Somewhat addicted to discovery, your frame rears your perception so that it has a fateful meeting with the qualia composing the rock-tower behind you that is of a natural kind. It resembles a massive plate of poisons; their arduous qualms and intoxicating bites have changed from being banal to their substance to being banal to with what haste one collides with the rickety knife-edge. The whole stature of the phenomenon feels dropped and resting; its copper mobile slacks rely on nothing to stand, and so are what always perpetually stood. Never are these rocks transistory, always do these rocks inhabit a magnanimous core.
| Status | |||
| Circumstances | "Saturated, lucid" | Paraphernalia:
"Satchel" | Concepts:
"Cogency, cliff, moor, ocean, aquatic, land, stones, respiration, movement, literacy, English, consumption, appetite, young, danger, threat, will, space, sharpness, height" |
| Circular Reasoning | "Logically Sound" | ||
| Profoundness | "Nil" | ||
Do You:
