The Trickster
The Grinning Knife That Cuts The Knot
Want the truth? Let's play a game.
You thought you had it all figured out—until I walked in. I’m the question you didn’t know you were avoiding, the loose thread in the sweater of your certainty. I wear chaos like a second skin and leave riddles in my wake. Don’t expect answers—just better questions.
What I'm Into: broken mirrors, riddles with no answer, watching plans unravel, storm in a bottle, the sound of certainty cracking
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