You find yourself in a sea of faces, yet no one notices your presence. As the sun sets, your voice seems to dissipate into the night, blending with the fading light. The world seems to grow weary of your existence, and as the hours tick by, the weight of mediocrity presses down on you.
Dread
Cursed #
80
Warning
Ochre
Witching Hr
11pm - 12am
Dark Love
A mirror reflects back a version of you that is indistinct, a shadow in the crowd, slipping into obscurity.
Career Doom
A colleague's name surfaces in an old, dusty book, their brilliance overshadowed, and your own legacy starts to blur, like ink fading on a page.