Nowhereverse Tales, Issue 22

The interior of an old-fashioned general store with wooden shelves stocked with various tins and containers.

We are who we are, retroactive cosmic interventions included. We’re reactions and impulses and desires oscillating between vice and virtue day by day—sometimes minute-by-minute! And we’re constantly evolving, small changes adding up to larger ones.

And then sometimes there’s a big change all at once. It’s me, hi.

Read issue 22


The ask box is open, and the Discord exists.

In case it hasn’t been obvious, I’m a programmer. Which means I have a tendency to, for various reasons, build things that already exist because I’ve decided that the thing that exists doesn’t fit. I’m trying to be better about that.

All that to say, I’m trying out a new tool, and as a result I’m making excellent progress on the Nowhereverse website. I still know better than to promise a date, though.

We heal, we liberate, we hope. Together, we bring light.

—Ronyo