Gredg — ^new^

Because tonight, as I write this, I notice something strange. My reflection in the dark window is not quite keeping up. There is a lag—a half-second delay—and in that gap, something else is looking back. Not a face. A surface. Rough. Layered.

I understand now. Gredg is not a creature in the normal sense. It is a law. A law of oversight, of forgotten things, of objects that go missing and reasons that vanish. It lives in the space between I put it down somewhere and I can’t find it anywhere . It feeds on the moment you realize you’ve lost something you didn’t know you had. Because tonight, as I write this, I notice something strange

Don't look behind you. But if you do—don't blink. as I write this