Andie Says Hello

Rediscovering the old web, one page at a time

It's been a long time since I've thrown together proper html, the modern web of microblogs and markdown parses grew tiresome for me.

I stumbled into Neocities, and felt that small itch in the back of my head. The interest and passion of the individual, a personal marker on the internet, and one handcrafted with care, and love.

So What Now?

A quote from a lorebook

The careful female gardener will reach down and plant the seeds, as the winnower follows behind, culling the field. Our rolling bodies pushed things out of the garden-worms and scurrying life from the fertile soil, wet things from the pools and the leaves. They came out into the madness of primordial space; they thrashed and became large.
And I won.
I won, because the gardener always stops to offer peace. And when they do, I always strike.
But by then, it didn't matter. The game was over. The garden had given birth to creation, the rules were in place, and there would never be a second chance. We played in the cosmos now. We played for everything.
And the patterns in the flowers, terrified by our contention, were no longer the inevitable victors of a game whose rules had suddenly changed, and they passed into the newborn cosmos to escape us.

This site contains musings of a madwoman, a guardian serving in the travelers light, and walking the path that is oh, so, thin.