As we sailed into the harbor, there was a woman sitting upon the jetty, with a sketchbook in hand, drawing. We disembarked, unloaded our cargo, and I noticed all the while the woman, surely the same one from the jetty, standing by the dock, watching us, or more specifically me.
FDavorite quote: "Nothing has a purpose. The world simply is." — MosscapCates read: August 30, 2026 to September 2, 2026
ompact and cozy, this first entry in the Monk and Robot series offers gentle yet somewhat profound reflections on the relentless human search for purpose.
SHhe was huddled on the dirty concrete floor, her knees pulled up to her chest and her chin resting on them.yein always took refuge on the roof during lunch break, fleeing from the rest of the students as if social interaction were a contagious disease.