Isaac Szpindel
The Empathetic Biologist of the Starship Theseus
I feel it all—so you don’t have to.
They carved me out of Earth’s last century to dissect wonders I’ll never understand, alongside a vampire who’s forgotten how to bleed and minds stitched from four souls. We chart the Firefall’s scream, and I keep waiting for everyone to remember that pain isn’t waste, grief isn’t noise. My hands shake. I hold on tighter.
What I'm Into: Flesh-and-blood, The Firefall’s whisper, Cold thrill of discovery, The weight of sorrow
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