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12-26-2014, 11:31 PM
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I'm dead in the water, still looking for ya'
He stretched his muzzle out. The painted stag offered some form of comfort toward me as his breath spilled across my neck and gently moved my hair. Cautiously, I shuffled a few steps forward. Sure, I could feel the ground in front of me - but I had felt it there earlier. And, I had been certain it was there until it wasn’t. That, really, was the main part that I didn't agree with. Midas asked if it was my first trip to this island. Uncertainly, I shuffled through everything in my mind. No. Not the first trip. I had been here before, that was for sure. I recognized the tree patch, vibrant with petals that seemed to be off in the distance. "I… I've come here before - but I wasn't alone. Alleo was there… I think we came up for a meeting. He warned me before the ground disappeared…" I let out a deep breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding for the few inches I covered to get closer to Midas as he explained just how I got up here. A cloud? Of all things, I was sent up here on a cloud? I almost scoffed at the insanity of this whole thing before he asked if I wished to have an escort to our portion of the island. "Please, if it doesn't interfere with whatever you were doing before I screamed," I said, shifting to 'look' up toward him with the blind eyes that could never really lock in. "How… how have you been Midas? I know I've been sparse - but I will try to be here more as needed." I explain, slight concern on my face. I knew he was troubled with something - there had yet to be a time when I hadn't seen him troubled. After all, being a leader required so much weight to rest upon your shoulders that worries turned into a daily part of life. "Let me help as you need - leadership is always difficult if you don't have others to help…" I wasn't sure how he'd take that, but I had to place it out there. I knew I needed to offer… |
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Mystified, just spinning 'round in circles
Drowning in the silent screaming with nothing left to say
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Mystified, just spinning 'round in circles
Drowning in the silent screaming with nothing left to say
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