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ACT III*Curtains open*ACT III
We go back, back to the beginning; back to the point where I was lost. Dreams, revealing dreams. Your image, Your soul, You. You in my dreams, following me slowly; You captivating my mind. You walking beside me, oneirically.
The fake image of You, the fake illusion.
Some benzodiazepins and I fall, fall down, asleep. I'm neither conscious nor inconscious; subconscious. I feel my body growing numb and my eyelids becoming heavy. I see how I lose consciousness. I feel the beat of the Rapid Eye Motion and fall into a trance.
My soul fades in the haze of thoughts and I start to fin
by ~Dark-Zant
Regression.How come I go back to the start?Regression.
2:30 AM. A dose of sleeping pills makes me finally conceal it. I fall down slowly. Light Sleep, Heavy Sleep, Rapid Eye Motion. Daunte appears in front of my eyes, manicly laughs, and slowly fades away in the fog. I appear inside an infinite room, infinitely empty.
I find a person in front of me. Definitely, it's not Daunte; it is a female being. There's a two-second long infinite silence. I feel out of myself, and confusion struggles with my muscles, forcing them to articulate the words.
Why are you here?
Why shouldn't I be?
You are just a refle
by ~Dark-Zant
SynesthesiaAnd I let the blood dissolve with the drug, enjoying the pleasure of a piercing needle...Synesthesia
"Shivering bones, stiff as stones" pronounced my inner voice whilw the drug was taking me to the place were Daunte, or however my subconscious is called, lives.
.Total Shutdown.
That's me, trapped inside a crystal case, seeing Daunte from far away. I couldn't hear him, he couldn't hear me. There was communication; pale, not-existing communication, and there was no voice.
That's me, sealed in a locked case, with a complex gold lock, a complex gold luck with every alphanumeric possibility.
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by ~Dark-Zant
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What happens when shit happens?
Un Dark-Zant Acaba de ser atacado por una mompse rabiosa D; <
Ok, no...
Ocio... necesito tiempo libre D:
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