AN ABUNDANCE OF GAY AND SPACE METAPHORS.

I TRY TO PUT COSMIC INTERCONNECTEDNESS INTO WORDS.

ARGLE BARGLE WITH A DASH OF HONEY FLAVOURED NOSTALGIA.

FOR IT IS DURING THE UNGODLY HOURS THAT THE GODS WILL FALL DOWN WITH A WEAK EMPIRE.

❝mr. saturn grinned as the girl from andromeda wept, lamenting the loss of her galaxy.❞ [beautiful cover by clubstatic.]

❝the uprising has begun.❞