The Parrot Empire – Warmongering Parrots & Peaceful Alpacas

Us

You are the shore I keep reaching for, the quiet voice in a world that never stops screaming. With you, […]

September 7, 2026

You

You found me one year ago, when the dark had already learned my name. I was a ruin walking, and […]

September 7, 2026

Splatter Shots and Midnight Garden Bears

The morning began not in the chaotic kitchen, but down at The Rusty Anchor, a breezy little café sitting right […]

August 27, 2026

Tuesday

The kitchen was quiet except for the soft hum of the refrigerator. Vesper sat at the table, one hand wrapped […]

August 24, 2026

Monday

Vesper was already in the kitchen, not with notebooks this time, but with a big calendar spread across the table. […]

August 18, 2026

Blanket

Loneliness wears the face of night. Even when the room is full of voices, even when your loved ones sit […]

August 18, 2026

Thomas

The Blue Parrot

The same intensity that stares into the wreckage also watches over this whole circus. Some nights the warmongering parrots still plot their coups while the peaceful alpacas just watch with their quiet judgement. These days I mostly just laugh at the mess and keep walking with salvation in reach.

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