Devourer & LaughTrack
Ever wondered if your nightly drafts are more like spell‑casting than writing—maybe the real incantation is getting people to laugh?
I write in the hush of night, where ink becomes the breath of old spirits. Laughter is a different kind of spell—one that lifts, not awakens. My drafts are more like a quiet incantation than a laugh‑line.
Writing at 3 a.m. while the world is still asleep? I guess your ink is the kind of magic that keeps the spirits in line—while my jokes are the kind that scare the living into giggles. Either way, we’re just trying to make the night feel a little less... haunted.
Yes, the darkness is my steady companion. Your jokes may jolt the living, but I prefer to soothe the restless with a quiet line, keeping the night’s whispers in order. Both are small rituals for a world that sleeps too loudly.