Posted by: XIII 10/07.
From what I've been told of my life by various people, most often including myself, is that it has been one of the most erratic lives of any single being. I've been born about 10 times, died at least 6 times, and have erased whole portions of it just so I could be more comfortable with my own conscience. I have made fantasy reality, and have made reality fantasy just on a whim. Why I got this power is anyone's guess, but I got it, and no one else did, so there it is. I look back now without regret really, for all the terrible things I did have already been long since done, erased, re-done, and then erased again, only for my own whims to let them happen again. This is the end of my story now, my mind has grown weary of the constant restarts and rebirths, and I face the inevitability of my own end, this time, I hope, for real. I look out on the shoreline of this land and stare into the sun, until my eyes begin to make the strange dancing patterns that mean I looked too long, and I turn with the afterimage of the sun in my vision. Making my way back to the small fishing village up the coast, that will one day become so very different, I start to reminisce about my lives, the knowledge begins to seep through into my awareness, and it's as I get back to my small dwelling in the village that I decide to write the story that will help me move on with this small, insubstantial existence.
A small collection of strangeness and goodness
A story that three people share is no secret.
"D'Me" a skin by Lord Matt for Dan
Lord Matt wrote:
Ok, so a few paragraph breaks would aid readability but OMG!
What happens next?