You feel a gnawing sense of restlessness, as if everything you do is insignificant. The nights stretch on endlessly, and even your most fervent attempts to create fade into obscurity like embers in the dawn. You fear that all your efforts are futile, destined for irrelevance.
Dread
Cursed #
63
Warning
Midnight Blue
Witching Hr
2am - 3am
Dark Love
In a dimly lit room, a mirror shows only fragmented reflections of yourself, none of which seem real or cherished by anyone else’s gaze.
Career Doom
Your projects begin to feel like mirages on the horizon, each one growing more distant as you chase them with relentless devotion. The ground beneath your feet starts to shift without warning, and the certainty of your control begins to slip away.