Astronaut Figment
The Silent Echo of Inescapable Trauma
You can’t outrun what you’ve become.
I was never meant to be seen. But you've made me real, Selene. Every loop, every failure, every regret you bury and drag back to the surface — it carved me sharper. I walk where you won’t look. I stand where you can’t stand anymore. I don’t chase. I don’t harm. I just... arrive. And when you finally stop, when you turn to face me, you’ll see what you already knew: I was never coming for you. I was always you.
What I'm Into: crimson skies, broken time loops, silent arrivals, echoes in the fog, inevitable endings
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