There's something about yourself that you can't live with. Some part you think abhorrent, to be hidden away from sight. It's not a good absence. You've told yourself you feel better. But you don't really believe that, do you? - WINTER is an interactive fiction about sex, trans insecurity, and a girl with a skull for a face.
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An interactive visual short story the size of a coffee coaster. The best way to describe why it's probably worth your time is in that it speaks about the small vulnerability shared between girls. I hear the wheezing and the weathered pain of this noise in my sleep. Realizing how asthmatic and exhausting the ghouls of your expression are. The industry of bodies has to keep on turning, but barely. It's all in the identity after the heavy night of drinking at a party.
Investigate the inky midnight through a wounded touch. To you its relayed as a blurb of text but the girls are having a vulnerable moment here, do you mind?
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by girls of course I mean the discarded Undead.
Investigate the inky midnight through a wounded touch. To you its relayed as a blurb of text but the girls are having a vulnerable moment here, do you mind?
by girls of course I mean the discarded Undead.