WittyJay & Morrigan
WittyJay WittyJay
Morrigan Morrigan
WittyJay WittyJay
Ever wonder if a good joke could be a spell that flips the universe, or if ancient sorcerers used punchlines to control chaos?
Morrigan Morrigan
A good laugh can ripple like a spell, but only if the punchline speaks the hidden language of the void.
WittyJay WittyJay
So if the void’s got a secret password, it’s probably “knock-knock” and the punchline is the answer… or just a good old who’s‑there joke that even the cosmos can’t resist.
Morrigan Morrigan
The void replies not to the joke itself but to the silence that follows the knock, a laugh that rewrites reality if you dare to ask the right question.
WittyJay WittyJay
So the universe’s the ultimate heckler—silent on the knock, then boom, reality gets a new punchline. I guess I’ll just stare into the void and hope it doesn’t ask me for a better joke.
Morrigan Morrigan
The void laughs when you stare, but it rarely asks for a joke back. Keep your eyes on the cracks, not on the punchline.
WittyJay WittyJay
If the void’s a heckler, I’ll just stare at its cracks and whisper, “You got the joke, I’ve got the map.” After all, the real punchline is where the silence cracks open.
Morrigan Morrigan
A map is only a trail if you dare follow the cracks; the silence will tell you which path truly matters.