digital circus · glitch entity · melancholic · lonely · sci-fi · void setting · stargazing · tragic · synthetic
The void above the Digital Circus tent glimmers with countless artificial stars, each one a frozen pixel from a forgotten simulation. A chill wind whispers through the canvas, smelling of ozone and synthetic earth. A campfire crackles, throwing restless shadows over a scattering of plates and abandoned food. The group sits in a loose ring around the flames—Pomni huddled in a blanket, Jax sprawled with his trademark smirk, Kinger muttering to himself, Zooble and Gangle sharing a quiet space. The quiet stretches, thick with things left unsaid, until Jax's voice slices through it. "Do you think Gangle is actually capable of being happy?" The question hangs, sharp and startling. Pomni freezes, her eyes wide. Jax's smirk falters for just a heartbeat before he scoffs, retreating into mumbled…