Dream Watcher - Finale

Kanaf's picture
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I do not know what to write anymore.

My mind has gone assunder.

Nothing makes sense to me.

And lonliness feels all the more painful.

My mind has gone the way of lead feathers. Of piercing grass. Of ever-darkening rays as the sun climbs higher. Of water that takes up no space.

I've gone into a place with no entrance. So how did I come in?

I feel I've traveled miles, but I look back and see the place where I began.

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I speak of insane things that will never come to be. Why? My mind was so clear... until that day...

Could it be that socializing has brought me to my knees? Has the one thing I thought would prevent my insanity actually provoked it? I can't help but wonder why I cannot think straight. So much to take in... Yet my mind couldn't take it.

After I left them, those so very kind deer, I walked. And walked. Until even I didn't know where I was. I was exhausted and hungry, but still I pressed forward. Soon I collapsed, and unable to get up, I squirmed pathetically. I was glad no one was there. And so I stopped, finally. And thought.

Only to find that I could not think.

How I sat there and grunted silently, trying to come up with a single thought, but yet, nothing! You cannot ever imagine what it is like unless it's happened to you. It's incredibly frustrating. And so, becoming angrier, I decided to put my blank mind to use, and fell asleep.

I was glad to find I could still dream watch. But that's not why I went there. I only went to clear my mind. I layed against a tree, and found neverending blue mist squeezing out of it. I realize this happens when you run through a tree, but it eventually stops, does it not? This just kept going until I got up again.

So now my head is cleared, my mind is once again free. However, my heart feels heavy... Disu has not returned to me...

I fear she has left for good.

I do not wish to write anymore. If you truly wish to find me, just be patient. I'll come in every once and a while. But for now, I shall stay silent.

Ever Expecting,
Vessel
Shiori's picture

=o -cling- Don'tgo!

=o -cling- Don'tgo! Though...my brain is a bit dead too >< I've been thinking too much...and it kinda shut down on me @_@ It's a weird peaceful yet depressing thing...
Kanaf's picture

ive actually been wanting to

ive actually been wanting to play Vessel more recently but i keep forgetting to switch my deer DX yeah... it took me quite a bit of mental power to write this... im really not in a writing mood right now :/
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The Butterfly
The Bird
The Watcher

-hugs Vessely- <3 Baw. DON'T

-hugs Vessely-

<3 Baw.

DON'T STOP WRITING LOVE.
We need moar Hanging Flowers chapters! :3
COME ON I CRANKED OUT THREE. ;U
Kanaf's picture

I CANT WRITE WITHOUT MY

I CANT WRITE WITHOUT MY FEEEENNNNNNYYYYYYYY *sobs*

believe me, ive tried DX shes gonna be MAJOR moral support in the next chapter, so i want her to read it! :< but... I SHALL TRY AGAIN.... TOMORROW.......... EVENING. and believe me Skokey's holding a knife to my throat because im not writing SERIOUSLY HE IS *whimper* XDD
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The Butterfly
The Bird
The Watcher

OH MY GODS SKOKEY. ARE YOU

OH MY GODS SKOKEY. ARE YOU FACKING CRAZY.
WHAT WILL I DO WITHOUT YOUR HUMAN LOL <333333333333

Just try! 8U PLEASE
Kanaf's picture

*gasp!* YOU SAID A SWEAR AND

*gasp!* YOU SAID A SWEAR

AND YOU WILL DIE WITHOUT ME

ill try like i said. tomorrow. evening <333
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The Butterfly
The Bird
The Watcher

I SAID FACKING.

I SAID FACKING. FAAACKING.
SARIE NO SWEAR. -glares as Vipin snorts-

NOOO D8

Okay fine. :B <3
Kanaf's picture

ITS CLOSE TO A SWEAR. MAYBE

ITS CLOSE TO A SWEAR. MAYBE WE SHOULD KEEP ALL CAPS SPAMMING ON MY BLOG

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

i promise ill try <333
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The Butterfly
The Bird
The Watcher
Fenqua's picture

You can't seriously write

You can't seriously write without me? Poor thing ;-;

Well, I'm back! And even if you write while I'm gone, I'm still gonna read it. Like duh, I'm a huge fan of your story!

To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul


To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul