10-22-2023, 09:25 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-22-2023, 08:20 PM by King_Doggo.)
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[Iteration One - Phase Two - "Beloved Anxiety"]
Quote:"As difficult as I expected.
We bit the bullet today - Spoke to perhaps too many eyes, and garnered more than enough attention. I must admit - The stress welling up in the pit of my breast is exhilirating in the most uncomfortable of ways.
So far, the balance has been.. Shifting - But back and forth through depth - Like a pendulum teetering on the third dimension.
I assumed to be ahead of the curve - But I did not expect the rooted deep that was this particular man's determination.
You'd think after your world became a glorified fishbowl, people would be less.. Level headed. . . No matter.
It's been too long since I've felt the rush of adrenaline through these veins. It's almost like I've craved it. Maybe I'm becoming like Rowan..
It's odd, thinking you're ahead when actually those you assumed were far behind actually were well up on your heels. I fear I may have let my nuance go. However.. I've not been without headway.
The citizens of this city have already been exposed to the outside world - The isolationist nature has been threatened in tandem by the gaping maw in the middle of the city, as well as the influx of outside thinkers plaguing the minds of their more impressionable folk.
I want.. To be something good here. All of us to contribute - But it's unwanted. How do we make people.. Want things?"
[Upon the journal etched in esoteric symbols, there laid the sickly-sweet scent of electricity. Ozone upon the nostrils that wicked at ones' eyebrows like a succubus' tender kisses. A mages book for sure, but harboring a mixed essence of magicka that nursed upon the very expectations of its reader.]
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Quote:"I don't enjoy the familiarity of oppression.
It's an unfortunate circumstance of the role I play. In the end - The microcosm that demands results will play every card they find amusing at the time. Perhaps it is the drive I feel to appeal to ones' sense of morality that always seems to land flat.
Morality is subjective - And there are places where hope has seen no light. It's one thing to understand the existence of such places, it's another to experience them outright.
I do not wish upon anybody to familiarize themselves with the experience of losing their freedom. It is an intrinsic part of life that we be set free of bondage - But when the individual presents themselves as a danger to the whole of the group, what then?"
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[Haphazard in tone, it's clear that whomever wrote this piece was struggling internally - Mentally even. It was deliberately cryptic, sometimes overtly so - As if the scribe was attempting to veer away the prying eyes of some sort of immutable deity.]
Quote:"You'd think some would be grateful.
To have the opportunity to learn from out-side. I sit here, on the lawn of the most verdant of districts - Absorbing the pollen that invades my nasal cavities. Spring has come early, or.. Perhaps my sense of time is off. There are too many avenues to focus on - Learning to compartmentalize has never been my strongest aspect.
We add too many spaces. It isn't perfect. It's irritating me. I should've seen this coming.
Regardless of the disgust.. It is all beautiful. It is as if the walls are alive themselves - The peoples, albeit not many of them, have given such tenderness. I think the green gardens are my most favorite to nap within. Their banners hold high like a beacon to the wounded both in mind and body.
We do not remember imbibing fermentations. It's not healthy, but quite enjoyable.
I miss them."
- R