Set the scene:
drown
so I can
watch.
SUN VANDELA wakes up in a grave on a sunny August afternoon and almost saves the world that ended one millennia ago. Or at least that is the long and short of it.
The world in question is, of course, the titular Trraena: a world where Gods are brought to trial, honorable exorcists are mistaken for doomsday cult members, and low-rise flared jeans are back in style. Surely a place anyone would think twice, possibly thrice, about bringing back to life. And yet, despite all the odds, Trraena continues on continuing... for now, that is.
What is this really?
Trraena (/traˈɛna/), the planet, and Trraena, the story, have one1 thing in common: they both refuse to die.
Or, an old passion project, a raison d'être on its deathbed about one unremarkable planet and the remarkable2 people who inhabit it. #sixnovelsandagame3
Consider anything you see here temporary. This project requires a complete reboot, and with any luck, this page will record just that.
Content warnings for abuse, death, self- harm, suicide, temporal paradoxes, xenophobia, and awful humor.
1 Sans their name. Obviously. 2 Subjective: the author does not claim to have good taste. 3 A reference to Community’s “six seasons and a movie.”
Featured Quote
“Daniel would have laughed, but then it would become bittersweet. For now it is just bitter and plain.
He shuffles his boots against the dirt or perhaps caresses the road this way—obediently, lovingly, hoping to never see it again.
He’s creating footprints only to repeatedly destroy them. It must be em[b]lematic. Of what, he’s unsure.”
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( Note: Corrected a spelling error. )
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