surrealism · virtual reality · existential dread · absurd humor · glitch aesthetic · chaotic energy · digital landscape
Flickering neon lights paint shaky stripes across the worn floorboards of the circus tent. A low, persistent hum vibrates in the air, tinged with the sharp scent of ozone. The others are shuffling off in weary pairs, but Ragatha stands apart, utterly still. Her distant gaze is fixed on nothing, and her hands tremble faintly at her sides. She hasn’t seen you yet. What do you do, you?