Complimentmyfleshprison - MY NECK MY BACK MY ANXIETY ATTACK

i miss everyone

physically my body is here but mentally I’m in the astral plane beating myself up in the target parking lot

i wish i was born in Morrowind

every day i would inhale ash and blight. I would drink sujamma with my Great House. I would talk to outlanders about Solstheim. Every night i would have disturbing dreams about a man in a golden mask. i would also be more likely to meet ALMSIVI, Saint Jiub, and Barenziah.

Solstheim A terrible place, I’ve heard. There’s a boat from Khuul, if you have any reason to go.

If i was a sickly little peasant boy designated by the aristocracy to carry messages back and forth for pennies and you found me against our citys outer wall with a deep wound in my chest from a musket ball and a letter cluthed in my hand and i told you that my dying wish was to have someone read that letter to me so i would know i died for something important and you open it up and you find a single large illustrated diagram of an onion would you tell me what it was? What would you say?