We can see it all from the top of the hills in Dusk's End. It's hard to tell apart the sky from the skyline, but locals enjoy the distance. The eerie city lights projected on the sky invite reverie and introspection. People from all over come watch the moment night falls from this scenic landmark.
You notice strange looking eggs near the pond. Those seem to be from these tiny pixelated creatures that are wobbling around here. Pick one?
Little cabin on Dusk's End hills. It's rather small but there's good coffee inside, and a great view on the city.
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Personal website of a lost astronaut in geminispace
My personal blog where I post long-form content about software development, what's happening in my life, and occasionally some political takes.
Idiomdrottning demonstrates a new and often cleaner way to solve most systems problems. The system as a whole is likely to feel tantalizingly familiar to culture users but at the same time quite foreign.
The last tree standing
just a random site i happened to code up! its not very finished but hey, it will NEVER get finished!! if you dont know what the hecc to expect, neon colors, and LOTS of em!
A personal blog for sporadic thoughts (hence the name) about anything that interests me at the time.
A place where I do a bunch of stuff like coding!
As you relax near the pond nestled between the hills, you notice a faint scent of exotic leaves and plants. Searching for the source, you spot a humble, cosy tea shop, barely visible through the thicket of trees surrounding the pond.
An ugly piece of art of programming
The personal site of a guy named Brandon. It was established far away from the busy cities that make up the internet as we know it. The site is a basic HTML site that is updated the old fashioned way and is treated like a small homestead way outside of town.
Home full of philological research, conlangs, poetry, & other projects
A cascade of trees line the unfamiliar side of the hill, ever further from the dancing lights of the city. Following them only for a short while leads you into a clearing, where a small stone cottage bears indecipherable sigils. This is where marzka lives.
A place where the outcasts of the modern web come to do random HTML things
I've thrown together a crotchety, contradictory, truthful, terrible, rich and ridiculous website of ideas, arts, ego, errors, opinions, rants, and mumblings.
A personal website where I record my thoughts, keep a record of useful or interesting links, and list important books and other resources.