You find yourself in a crowded room, yet everyone seems to be engaging in hushed whispers just out of earshot. As the day progresses, you begin to notice a faint, almost imperceptible hum of conversation directed at others, leaving you in the shadows. Your words, once the lighthouse of the group, now seem lost in the sea of indifference.
Dread
Cursed #
10
Warning
Indigo
Witching Hr
3am - 4am
Dark Love
In the quiet moments of the night, you see a faint smile on your reflection, but it's replaced by a glint of recognition—people remember you less with each passing day.
Career Doom
A quiet dossier of your work sits untouched, like a forgotten letter in an old filing cabinet. As months pass, the ink on your achievements begins to fade, becoming barely more than a ghost of what it once was.