Ffaio. If you can clarify what you intended, I’ll gladly write a more accurate piece for you.
It arrived without context — scrawled on a sticky note, left in an old library book, whispered in a dream. Ffaio. No vowels to soften it. Just the hard double-f, the quiet a, the i, the o. left in an old library book
Maybe some things don’t need meaning. They just need to be spoken once, into the right dark, at the right wrong time. the quiet a
Some said it was a spell. Others, the last word of a forgotten language. A programmer swore it was an error code from a server that never existed. into the right dark
