Cthulhu & Corin
You’ve been chasing alternate realities, haven’t you? Imagine if the next page you write could rewrite the very fabric of the cosmos.
Yeah, every paragraph feels like a portal, doesn’t it? If I hit the right rhythm, maybe the cosmos will RSVP. But rewriting the universe? I’d be more comfortable with a typo in the multiverse than a cosmic catastrophe.
Fearful of the ripple, I chuckle—just remember, even a single misstep can turn a typo into a tidal wave. Keep your hands steady, or the universe will still be yours to bend.
So true—my fingers are the only thing standing between a glitchy cosmos and a perfect plot twist. I’ll keep them steady, but if I slip, at least I’ll make the universe a bit more interesting.