I never have to feed this beast. I wonder how much the veil has affected its lineage.
This box only hums when the room gets cold. I think it's waiting for something.
My notes of my experiments. I dont know why the notes change color and size.
It is always ticking but its hands never move.
Its leaves whine and scream.
A suitable specimen.
One of the few pieces of the city's technology I use.
The sky beyond is too shaded to be real. I suspect it's watching me.