Same Moths, New Flame

 

Well. That didn’t take long.

Barely six months into this new chapter and already the ghosts are nipping at my hard drive. For anyone wondering where my older posts went — yeah, that’s not me scrubbing my tracks. That’s someone else trying to.

About two weeks ago, my old blog (RIP Echoes Beneath, we hardly knew ye) suddenly locked me out. Total freeze. Then the archive started vanishing — one entry at a time. Weirdest part? It wasn’t all the posts. Just the ones where I dug too deep. The Academy, the Lighthouse, that freaky static loop I picked up near Blue Ridge? Gone.

I managed to pull a few from my personal backups, so you’ll start seeing reuploads. Don’t freak if timestamps are weird or the comment threads look stitched together. I’m doing my best to Frankenstein the old data.

And before anyone says “You probably just got phished, dummy,” I’d like to point out that the IP activity on the admin panel was bouncing through seven countries and had a ping echoing inside the site before anything even changed. One of the headers just read “13” in the auth log. No context. No domain. Just that.

Maybe I’m imagining things. Maybe it’s just some jerk with a grudge. Or maybe it’s Thirteen.

Either way — we’re live again. Same moths. New flame.
Let’s see how long I get to keep the lights on this time.

🦋
— Jenna