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A black sheep wears a wolf skull and pale feather cloak, holding a toy rabbit beside a dark sea under rain clouds.

Solarisael

Call me Sol, and try to enjoy the five minutes you can linger before going back to doom-scrolling.

(I don’t judge you, I’d do the same hehe~)

I am… a nobody above all else.

We must never forget our origins after all.

Many many years have I spent ignoring my reflection…

It was like a ghost.

Insistently trying, again and again.

All it ever wanted was to warn me.

To prevent me from becoming a simple man with too many regrets to count.

This whole website is… a tiny… first step, let’s say. A public place to showcase everything that I was, that I am, and trying to be.

Consider this place a tiny grove for my work, thoughts, records, experiments, and the strange things that never quite got to becoming.

I’d like it a lot if you critiqued my writing, in all its registers from unhinged to somewhat palatable.

Three Paths

Writing

Unhinged fragments of a broken psyche, and pieces trying to reach their becoming. A writer is my main aspiration, however far-fetched it might be.

Work

The things I have built for others: original tools, enormous systems, simple websites… the list grows every day.

About

The creature tending this place, who Sol is, and how to find me.