World - Of Smudge

For the first time, Ero had a reflection. It was a tiny, clear dot in a sea of grey.

The inhabitants are Smudglings. They have no hard edges, no fingerprints, no definitive profiles. A Smudgling is a suggestion of a person. If you look directly at one, their features bleed into a kind, familiar blur—like a loved one seen through a rain-streaked window. Their voices are the sound of a radio playing in another room. world of smudge

He drew a circle around his own heart. A boundary. A promise. It wasn’t a wall to keep others out, but a shape to let himself in. For the first time, Ero had a reflection

Our story follows a Smudgling named Ero. They have no hard edges, no fingerprints, no

“Why do you resist the blur?” asked his friend, a lovely, indistinct being named Wisp. “Certainty is a cage. Here, you can be everything at once.”