Death’s Door, cute lil indie game

and musings from “spirit world with geoa”

soft little crows feet, walking across cold cobble steps

death creeping and fighting, waddling with blades of light and arrows that fade, into wizards and demons and lost souls that just want to go home

collecting and filling your cup with bright-sharp light

death’s door playing on your laptop, whirring and clunky, cold winter day and rain drumming across glass windows

grey sky, peaceful but loud and empty, fingers aching as the sun sets, bones and brain protesting the dark

playing with death like spiritfarer and hades,

heart and smile, wondering

why

they feel so familiar

geoa

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spirit world with geoa

fey faerie fairy tale stories brought to you by geoa geer and whoever else is around today