[26] In which many brains break
There is something strange and perplexing about this day, but I cannot place what it is. Perhaps it is another curse that I am not made aware of. The City always has a new way of making life a pain to endure.
I feel as if I am constantly tied to many different sides by invisible strings, unable to settle to just one - Ironside, the land of Faerie, and here, where new friends have been made. After all this time we are still bound here, yet others vanish every day. It is troubling to think about. How much time is there left?
((ooc: Sooo affected, and please to be pretending this was posted a few hours earlier? Roiben-mun is internetless at the moment, but Kaye will be acting like Roiben today - proper, well-spoken, and kinda broody.))
I feel as if I am constantly tied to many different sides by invisible strings, unable to settle to just one - Ironside, the land of Faerie, and here, where new friends have been made. After all this time we are still bound here, yet others vanish every day. It is troubling to think about. How much time is there left?
((ooc: Sooo affected, and please to be pretending this was posted a few hours earlier? Roiben-mun is internetless at the moment, but Kaye will be acting like Roiben today - proper, well-spoken, and kinda broody.))