There is a place of utter comfort, where the comfiness is total. A place where the the various trials and tribulations of Scrabble's daily life on the CIb World shi lives upon can be blocked out. A zone in which one can simply lose themselves in the moment and the music of the soul can speak for a moment on it's own. Cuddled beneath a blanket and lit only by a little camping lantern is one such Zone of Total Comfination for Scrabble, as shi rests in hir apartment with the windows blacked out and a soft white noise emitter playing to drown out the various traffic and hubub of hir world, leaving only the sounds and Patterns of music in hir head as shi tries to focus on hir writing. A nice, long-lasting notebook, with paper that'll last a few hundred years, and even hir fickle muse has plenty of time to get out what's on hir mind. Go ahead... get closer. You won't end up beneath hir, trapped in a sea of fluff and purrs. Shi promises.
Totally.
(shi's a lying liar who lies, and is totally gonna squish you comfy if you get close)
This wonderful art piece was done by the lovely Peredovik back in December of last year. Go give them a favorite at the original submission here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/50184320/
And maybe ask if you can help them out in some way, they're having a bit of rough financial times and could use some help!
