Water is heard trickling down towards the waterfall. The waterfall that takes lives. Too far away for anyone to know it's there. Ice forms, hardens, then breaks away as the small stream flows towards that treacherous fall. Crunch. Black boots descend towards the icy, green ground. Crunch. One by one. The young man takes slow steps. Soft and steady. Yet wavering. From fear. Of the man in the red cloak. The man. Sitting on a white dappled horse. Silent. Cru-. The steps falter. The wind sweeps the young ones hair. A faint voice is carried along the air waves. d-d-dema don't control us. Whispering past his ears. Dema? Whose Dema? The man wonders. Tyler. Tyler wonders. That's who this man is. In those black boots. That green army jacket. With the yellow shoulder stripes. Tyler Joseph. Yes that's who he is. Tyler. The singer. The one scared for his life by the bishop in front of him.
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The Story Of Tyler's Struggle
FantasyTaking all the stories twenty one pilots has created through their music and putting them together. Work In Progress.
