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This is officially a problem. If I were going to lose, I'd do it with dignity. It was stupid, I shouldn't have agreed to fight her, but at least I had an idea of what was coming. That doesn't make me smarter, but whatever. It was still on terms I was comfortable with, and if I lost, I wouldn't have blamed anybody else.
But something took control last night, and I don't know what it was or even where it came from. I thought long and hard about it, and I'm beginning to realize that this can't be something I never met before. I kept seeing it in my dreams and even when I was with M****. Yesterday it came while I was in battle, and it almost talked to me: it was as if it were trying to remind me that it was around, and that I had something to fulfill. So maybe...maybe there was a way I got here that I remember but I'm trying to forget. Maybe Danny's heart and mine never connected, but I pledged to save his at any cost, even if it meant doing something that might backfire on me later. Maybe...
Maybe I let the darkness in me.
And now I'm lost in Vanaheim. I could go find Danny and Misha, but I'm almost ashamed right now. As pathetic as it sounds, I could really use somebody to talk to.
In other news: The newest dream was really weird. Something about an island, these two guys smoking weed, me being all giggly, a really pretty boy playing fantastic music, and an unkempt pirate.
No more fights with creep insect hair women before bed, thank you.
But something took control last night, and I don't know what it was or even where it came from. I thought long and hard about it, and I'm beginning to realize that this can't be something I never met before. I kept seeing it in my dreams and even when I was with M****. Yesterday it came while I was in battle, and it almost talked to me: it was as if it were trying to remind me that it was around, and that I had something to fulfill. So maybe...maybe there was a way I got here that I remember but I'm trying to forget. Maybe Danny's heart and mine never connected, but I pledged to save his at any cost, even if it meant doing something that might backfire on me later. Maybe...
Maybe I let the darkness in me.
And now I'm lost in Vanaheim. I could go find Danny and Misha, but I'm almost ashamed right now. As pathetic as it sounds, I could really use somebody to talk to.
In other news: The newest dream was really weird. Something about an island, these two guys smoking weed, me being all giggly, a really pretty boy playing fantastic music, and an unkempt pirate.
No more fights with creep insect hair women before bed, thank you.