thedoe_fox

Dear Dairy,
Entry One. First full moon.
I remember this forest..
Cooked paths, crooked trees. Like almost barren the branches were. I remember it always being stormy, a thick blanket of fog just covering the paths and the forestry. I kept hearing this… I don’t know how to describe it.
It was like a nightmare.
Was it a nightmare though? My friends did not seem to think so. But alas, they were not as involved as the horrors that I, myself were involved in.
As it was and was, will always be. And of course it had to be a full moon. It was odd. Perculiar even. There were no stars in the sky. There was no way that the stars could be seen by us.
Let us hope that we don’t have any problems with this.

If there was a time and place to connect with one another other? Wouldn’t it be it?
Yes, there are many online communities that have been formed around me and through me, but it would be so much better if all would meet in one place.

Starting with my closest inner circle, the community I known more formally as my age regression dynamic. Age regression, if you did not know is where someone (usually stemming from trauma, reverts back to a younger mindset usually to a child like manner).
A dynamic is a chosen family in a matter of sense.

A few of us (us and a few other people) are in the United States and the rest are international.
If there was an option and the ability to teleport and to see them and finally spent time in person instead of a phone call or video call on discord, then we would instantly go there.

Note: should make a conlang for this group specifically (if I can figure out how)… alas
How does one conlang? Please help.