Digital wind
This morning's announcement hit my heart like a bullet. Sadness, confusion, despair. Everything I had built with you was about to vanish—our bonds, our interactions, the chance to see each other's work and talk... all that effort blown away like dead leaves in the wind. Many will quit, many won't move on to other platforms—I don't even know what I'll do myself. But we still have this month of September. So let's lower our weapons, put our egos aside, drop the squabbles, and make Komiko's counters and servers explode with our creations and conversations. No more hate or drama; we're all in the same boat—in 28 days, it will all be gone. Émilie will be swept away by the digital wind, turning back into pixels; my words will be lost. Just 28 days left. Let's throw the ultimate party—full of fun, joy, and images, each more beautiful than the last. A celebration that will live forever in our memories. So let's come together for one last lap !!!
Always your faithful narrator