This piece is not new, but it's never really had a proper home. I figured I'd put it here for the time being until I can create new things.

Chapter 3 of Deltarune makes me very sad. It's not overtly that way, so my reaction is more so the result of a combination of subtle things. One is the fact that the TV studio feels a bit like an insignificant little blip of insular vibrance isolated in a sea of cold, uncaring darkness that just goes on forever. Maybe being in a tiny bubble of safety in front of the TV surrounded by the bleak hostility of the rest of the house is how Kris felt when they were small.