A Tiny Terrible Sun Of The Pitchest Black, Shining Beautiful Darkness

a tiny terrible sun of the pitchest black, shining beautiful darkness

The archivist, after extracting a scary story from 1 soggy traumatised office worker in dead of night

oh noo sam fell into the magnussy

lmaooo this bitch ended the world and hopped universes and still can't teleport. he's taking the train to oxford like the rest of us peasants

I think the distinction between Jon being the archivist and error being an archivist is so so so important. I don’t know if error/the tmagp archivist is in any way Jon, but even if it is, there’s a certain anonymity, unextraordinarity, to it.

This is not the archivist, the one who shall be part of the fear’s design, forever watching, saving and dooming the universes he see fit. This is an archivist, just one of its kind, long forgotten, name wiped out, left to collect dust in a locked abandoned archive, fighting for survival. It’s but a shadow of its former glory.

Ceila put a lot of effort into manipulating Sam. She should have just put the dimension tear in water and stuck it in the freezer.