After My Daily Dose Of Annoying Max, I Put In My Earbuds And Play Some Lo-fi, While Unconsciousness Slowly
After my daily dose of annoying Max, I put in my earbuds and play some lo-fi, while unconsciousness slowly wraps me up in her sweet imbrace.
…
"Your time is almost at hand, son.
Play your part well."
…
I wake up in a cold sweat, paralyzed with fear. I don't know why, but I feel like something big is gonna happen soon. That voice… where do I know it from?
What did I dream about again?
Regardless, I find the strength to get out of bed. I'll need some water after… whatever just happened.
I look around to try to find the clock. It's two in the morning.
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I just want some peace.
I desire some rest.
I can't ever please
this thing I possess.
I feel so confined,
but I force a smile.
I want out of my mind.
just for a while...
made even more new lore for the SS clubs and added a splinter timeline.
also thinking about the halved lands a bit because reasons.
okay uh, just finished writing down a quick synopsis of the wistful dreaming/chase manipulation arc
and detour finally has a potential chance to escape naochtren and give syloboy a piece of his mind after chase tried to kill his own dad.
Welp, it's happened again.
Yet another death to add to the counter.
What am I missing?
What do I need to do?
Ah, no matter. I'll figure it out eventually. In the meantime, I've gotta just keep trying.
I'm in an endless war, after all.
And when I can be reborn anew, I can retry as much as I need to.
[ ??? ] the calm before the storm... I've always been fond of storms. they're strong, wild, and fleeting. the calm before the storm is soft and quiet, but fleeting all the same.
[ ??? ] will I be as fleeting as those rainy days I admire? or will another carry on my legacy?
[ ??? ] ...either way, it's not my job to wonder about stuff like that.
[ ??? ] my job is to run.
pretty good, wbu?
just woke up about an hour ago, so kinda tired.
WE ONTO THE DREAMWALKER ERA BAYBEE (when i figure out that the fuck to do with it first)
"so, how've you been?"
I glance at sat, a perplexed look spreading across my face. "what do you mean? you've been by my side this whole time."
sat looks on at the sky. "I may have been by your side while you were in the deepest sleep, but I wasn't by your mind. I can tell something happened in there. you haven't quite been yourself, lately. you've been quieter, and glancing around more. I feel you shaking when I embrace you, and your voice doesn't carry the liveliness it once had."
sat sits up and looks at me, wearing a fearful expression. "sun, I'm worried for you. please, I know it's a selfish request, but I just want to know how I can help you. if I can help..."
I lay back down, my gaze cast upon the skies. "let me tell you a story..."
Y'all ever just have those kinds days where you look back on it and be like "yup, that was a day. That day some things that happened, and those things that happened were on that day. Like, can you believe that? And that day was one of the days that happened to be just that: a day. It was truly a day indeed."
