"The own destiny, in your heart, rides along the tides, of the unknown philosophy, masking the eternal confusion within yourself..." I mumble as Forless floats back and forth within the contents of the freaky, yet cool magical water bed. "What is this even supposed to mean?" I look from side to side as my brain tries to decipher why he told me to look this up.
This makes absolutely no sense whatsoever...well...maybe I'm too worried to even try and understand because I've been here for at least an hour now, and that's not even counting the unknown lapse in time I was unconscious.
"If you do not know..." The...Cyclish's raspy voice slyly slides out of his odd looking body that I'm only now getting used to, as he takes another long back-flip, steadying before looking at me again. "Then you don't need to know."
Well...that was very anti-climactic...
By the look on my face, its obvious Forless is laughing at me since I'm growing extremely impatient with him. The fear of dying has actually left my body I'm so annoyed and pre-occupied with this stupid fish thing that I can't even worry about my safety right now. Just my sanity.
Rynn...hurry...SOMEBODY hurry. I can't stay in this little room for much longer without attempting to...un-drown that goldfish philosopher wannabe...
Who in the world would make something like him?
"Page 79 has the answers to the questions you never thought to ask..." Forless cackles, his eye hooded halfway as he lingers in front of the water wall, staring at me before I slam the odd book hidden behind the wall in the corner my companion insist I read, down on the ground.
"Enough! I've been in this stupid room for ages! When am I getting out of here!?" I stand and look around ,examining the room, realizing the walls it's just like a rock climbing walls that I used to excel in so well when I was younger.
Normally there wouldn't be a point, but I've been noticing that the roof in this room is sand, pure sand, and I'm ready to see if I can escape through it, no matter what. Forless is literally doing something I didn't think was even remotely possible.
Forless is driving me up the wall.
"Whatever are you doing human girl?" His annoying voice compels me to grab the odd objects, shell pieces sticking out as I position my feet to climb. Maybe with luck the sand will fall and I'll bury the cyclish under it.
"I'm trying, to get the crap out of here. I hate this room..." I struggle to lift my leg, feeling the smooth glass type figure under my shoe. My plan is to touch it, and hope I'll reach freedom. "...I hate that book...I hate being here." I pull myself closer.
"Girl?"
Ignoring him.
"Girl?"
Still ignoring him.
"Girl?"
I refuse to stop ignoring him.
"Girl?"
I can ignore him all day.
"Girl?"
