In the glow of a screen where the shadows creep, There’s a project that stirs when the world’s asleep. Sprites flicker softly like ghosts in the night, Moving on their own when they slip from the light. Characters wander through code unknown, Each leaving secrets in pixels they own. A whisper of static, a quiet, cold stare— A feeling that something else lingers there. The project grows stranger with every new trace, As if something watches from deep in its place. Glitches like footsteps that echo too near, Animations that play when no one is here. The darkness hums softly, as if it can see… And welcomes the brave—or the lost—quietly. For once you explore what these shadows have spun, You’ll find your story has only begun… Enter with caution, the brave and the clever— For what’s shared in the code may be bound here forever.
@Tristenyeet12345 @mysinginmonsters I joined because I am the dakktyl account person and also because I was bored
