LoddenBassPlayer

I see it…
          	
          	This flame without voice.
          	This sky without stars.
          	This kingdom without a king.
          	
          	Can I go there?
          	
          	Can I feel it?
          	
          	I want to fly away…
          	And embrace this dream.
          	
          	I can hear her music,
          	So beautiful. So pretty. So unreal.
          	
          	And it’s calling to me…
          	
          	I move, slowly…
          	
          	Towards this dark light. 
          	
          	Hesitating, 
          	
          	but proud.
          	
          	I hear whispers, soft and tender.
          	
          	They’re speaking about kindness, and love, and peace.
          	
          	And they’re speaking about a land filled with stars and happiness.
          	
          	And so, I walk, 
          	ignoring my pain, 
          	ignoring my cries.
          	
          	But my pain grows…
          	
          	And so too do my cries, and my fears.
          	
          	And soon…
          	
          	My vision darkens…
          	
          	And my body goes numb…
          	
          	And every sound disappears…
          	
          	Save for her music, 
          	
          	Save for her cries.
          	
          	And soon…
          	
          	My mind…
          	
          	It shatters.
          	
          	(When the Darkness Comes, Chapter 6, Poem.)

LoddenBassPlayer

I see it…
          
          This flame without voice.
          This sky without stars.
          This kingdom without a king.
          
          Can I go there?
          
          Can I feel it?
          
          I want to fly away…
          And embrace this dream.
          
          I can hear her music,
          So beautiful. So pretty. So unreal.
          
          And it’s calling to me…
          
          I move, slowly…
          
          Towards this dark light. 
          
          Hesitating, 
          
          but proud.
          
          I hear whispers, soft and tender.
          
          They’re speaking about kindness, and love, and peace.
          
          And they’re speaking about a land filled with stars and happiness.
          
          And so, I walk, 
          ignoring my pain, 
          ignoring my cries.
          
          But my pain grows…
          
          And so too do my cries, and my fears.
          
          And soon…
          
          My vision darkens…
          
          And my body goes numb…
          
          And every sound disappears…
          
          Save for her music, 
          
          Save for her cries.
          
          And soon…
          
          My mind…
          
          It shatters.
          
          (When the Darkness Comes, Chapter 6, Poem.)

LoddenBassPlayer

So you know my newest story—“Sea of Stars?”
          
          I’m probably going to make it one huge oneshot, but of course, it’s still in progress, so the first four or five chapters I have right now might be all you get.
          
          Knowing how long I work on it everyday, and how many days I’ve been working on it, it’ll only take a few weeks to finish, but I’m not going to assume just in case I somehow lose interest in it.
          
          But anyway—just to let y’all know—have a good day/night!!

LoddenBassPlayer

I tell ya, life’s been a living hell recently.

LilyStorm2358

@DarkusNillious Hope you have fun with them then!
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LoddenBassPlayer

@LilyStorm2358 Thanks, I’m hanging out with my friends today so hopefully that’ll make me feel better
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LoddenBassPlayer

Does your cat ever just…
          
          Become a chonk

LilyStorm2358

@DarkusNillious I don't own a cat (well not anymore if you counted that time I kinda took in some kittens & they went to the shelter after just 2 days, we even named them) but my friends' cats do become it.
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