(Paul Lahote/Male oc) "I awake. I feel as if I'm in a dream. I'm not myself, In a body not my own. If I try And close my eyes Will I find a place that is truly home? It's not here. Not trapped behind city scrapers, That feel like graves of stone. Always out of place. I become dizzy, My world slows down to a stop. I live in a world of illusions. But how long will it last? Until I find the truth, Illusions cracked and soon to fade I am never free". (I own nothing but my own characters) (First Story)
4 parts