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04-12-2015, 11:47 PM
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I've been wandering for a while, and now I've come to find that I've been neglecting my herd and my rank in it as of late. I assumed they would just let me go, after so long. I mean, with my careless attitude, I don't know what would happen if I ever came across Midas.
We'd become friends, and I had been warming up, and everything was just fine and dandy until SHE messed it all up. But I can't blame it on Her all the time, I at least have to take some of the blame, because that's what I do. Not her. I am the one taking the high road here. If I were to meet someone new here in this little grove, I would be kind and considerate, I wouldn't let my eyes travel from theirs... I don't know, I mean, I feel like I've been loosing it, the more she speaks to me the more I feel like I am not myself, like I am pulling away from who I once was. Sometimes, I blackout, to be honest, and I've never known why, but when I wake up, I am somewhere I am not supposed to be, scared, and someone new has made me their enemy. I don't want it to happen again, but it feels like she is driving me off the edge, and I might hurt someone again. I don't want to hurt anyone ever again. But how can I prevent that without talking to her in a conversation? If she speaks to me, I might black out again and hurt someone. Make me their new enemy. Could I risk that to know who I am and what is happening? Does she even know? I stand at the edge of the grove, watching my rippling reflection in the pool of beauty below, and I wonder why I feel like I don't know the girl in the mirror anymore. I feel a hot-headedness start to build on to my personality, darkness shrouding my mind, covering my senses with a blanket of ebony. A smile is forced onto my face at this, and for some odd reason, I chuckle at the blackness, how it seeps into me and washes me clean inside and out. I was evil. No one could stop me. No one was in charge of me. Not anymore. I was free. how I walk "how I talk" how I think -how She talks to me- |
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Plot Thread
*You may do anything you wish with Silk excluding dismemberment and death.
