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Well, that didn’t help.
Gives me time to think more though. Seem to be standing in an endless grey mist, in puddles of water that don’t feel wet. Nothing good came of this.
You know those dreams you have, your ambitions of being the best, when…
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The wind roars. The night is pitch-black. The rails wet. Ideal.
I thought it would be harder. Perhaps it is only as hard as one deems it to be.
It approaches. I am terrified, but it needs to be done.
I let out everything that is human, as a…
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I detest groups. It removes individualism from thoughts, and adds a false sense of comfort and ultimately dependence. They might be essential, for efficiency, for communication, but they should not be celebrated as much. Or maybe it’s just misanthropy…
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Once I followed them. I didn’t want to be disappointed again.
No idea how it happened. They probably let me. Or maybe I let them, still haven’t figured that out yet.
Ended up in large, crowded hall, with everyone singing praises to their deity…
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My hands are trembling. It’s about to begin.
Slow and predictable, the waves vibrate the ground. The entry is innocuous enough, like a distant bass rumble of a party 3 blocks away, but it seeps inside. And thus begins the delight.
Wait, why…
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My hands are trembling. It’s about to begin.
Slow and predictable, the waves vibrate the ground. The entry is innocuous enough, like a distant bass rumble of a party 3 blocks away, but it seeps inside. And thus begins the delight.
Wait, why…
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