she/her.
#photography #writing #fiction #microfiction #fedi22
A colorful spring day.
**camping, on purpose, and prepared to face the elements**
> They slept on the ground...
https://autumnflitter.wordpress.com/2025/04/29/camping-on-purpose-and-fully- prepared-to-face-the-elements/
This was an interesting experiment, as I actually wrote it in Esperanto first: my first attempt at storytelling in the language. If you parolas, feel free to correct me over on Mia Vivo, mdr.
https://www.miavivo.net/?status%2F6644-6644-1745977848%2F
#fiction #microfiction #shortstory #camping #homeless #queer #sapphic #lgbtq
Toying with the idea for a deck-building game where you make your cards from scratch -- by shooting Instax photos, or printing other photo formats (or drawing or collage or...).
Cards would be assigned values or given effects depending on the subject of the image, compositional elements, and such-like.
It was a stark and dormy morning. Dark and wet into the rising noon day. Heavy falling fog and rain that dangled in the air all afternoon. Twilight that lingered until twilight. A day that didn’t dawn until dusk, when the sky finally lit orange, immediately dwindled to purple, and then flickered out again. By then, the dark of actual night was a relief.