[In pencil:] i have holes in my face.
Two, to be precise. One just below my left eye and one just above my right. The holes are not just in my view, but in everyone's. There is no more Shadow in those parts. Just the light of Brilliant Sun to shine through.
This is not acceptable. i can not be His Shadow if i do not follow Him as a whole. Why must Brilliant Sun be out to accentuate this new problem?
Regardless, this is a problem for another day. He is...not well. It has been over twenty-four hours since He fell asleep, one whole day, and He is yet to awake. i am beginning to worry. What did the other Human do? He has a small puddle of red beneath him, that seemed to come out from the same spots i no longer have on his face. i've never seen this much of the red stuff though, never more than the one time a dog bit Him.
i have been here as well, laying and waiting. It has not been fun. There are plenty of places where i would rather be.
i wish that other Human would come back. Maybe he would know what is happening and know what to do. Until then...
i wait.
[In brown pen:] There was no coming back. Not then, not now.
[In red pen:] i hadn't known what i would have done had i met that other Human again. i certainly know now.
[In pencil, with a label written in red pen saying "Later":] Humans found us. Two children were walking down the alley and found Him. They screamed and ran away. i don't know if they will be back.
I hope so.
[Red pen, pointing to "I":] We.
[Pencil:] I wonder if they know what happened. They didn't seem too young. I hope for their sake they are still ignorant.
i couldn't imagine dealing with something like this in my early years. Not with everything else.
[Pencil, with a label written in red pen saying "Later still":] i've been thinking, and whatever it was that other Human did; did He know it was coming? Did that other Human know it was coming? Did anyone?
The emotions that other Human exhibited were not in any way a harbinger to these events. That other Human was calm up to and after the fact. i doubt he knew it was coming, because if he did...
That makes too many new questions.
i had not noticed, but there is a flag slowly waving it's crimson, indigo and almost pink colors over the sky in this alley. The discoloration most probable from the moisture here. It is occasionally snapping in the wind, trying to keep the attention of some absent soul long forgotten to all but it.
The flag is directly above me; most likely why i had not seen it. i only ever looked up when Brilliant Sun was here, looking down at me. It seems out of place. Humans tend to raise this flag high, and are proud to do so. Why is this one so constricted?
More Humans have arrived. These ones look more official: they are wearing uniforms.
Yes, they are going to take him away, in this...table like object, it seems. At last i will finally leave this spa-...
They have a bag.
They are putting it over Him, and me. It zips shut. It is dark in here. Why are we in this object? i can not see anymore. i feel that we are on the table-like thing, but i can not tell where we are going. Why are we in this object?
Perhaps to keep others from reacting so foolishly like those children. Yes.
We are being pushed, going into something, laid on a surface. Lots of feelings, little vision. All i can see is a faint eerie outline of Him against the stark black bag. It is odd.
We are moving now, in some type of vehicle, most likely one of those large, bright vehicles i see picking up other Humans on occasion. i never really thought about the other Shadows. Do they go through this too? i hope not. This has not been fun.
This vehicle must have taken a turn, because the cart slid to the left side of this space. He is awkwardly positioned now, a little painful. Left arm under His back, and neck turned to the right. i do not understand why He would not react to this, even if He is still sleeping. If i were Him i would be woken up by this. Sadly i must-...
Wait, I can move separately. Like that one Night. I do not have to keep my body like this, I can just,... there we go. All better. Now I just need to wait until we arrive.
But when will we arrive? When will the bag be opened to reveal Him and I? If I do not know,...
Then i will stay in His form. It is less painful than that of being without Him. Sadly.
We are being picked up. Moved somewhere. Soon to be opened up and hopefully all is well. He did not get much sleep the last few Nights, He is just making up for it.
Yes. That is it.
He has slept very little the last few days, it only makes sense that He would be tired. After the events of the past few days, i should expect as much.
Have a good rest.
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Journal #1
Fantasy[In red pen:] Hello. I don't think we've met. Have we? I honestly don't remember, I'm having trouble remembering everyone. Anyways, if you are reading this, then my plan has worked. Yay. This is just a journal of my mind I have kept throughout my j...