I thought--no. I remembered.
It really is his fault.
[it's Orion, appearing seemingly out of thin air; there's a square cut out of the red forest behind him, exactly in the shape of a door. beyond it, a blue forest. but it closes quickly enough.
he trudges forward, through the red forest.]We were almost...we
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Space.
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it spikes into his hand, painfully searing the barcode from his skin.]
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I dunno, what was it i said before... Oh right.
"Air."
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it spikes into his hand, painfully searing the barcode from his skin.]
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"Yearning."
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it spikes into his hand, painfully searing the barcode from his skin.]
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Pain.
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it spikes into his hand, painfully searing the barcode from his skin.]
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Lust.
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it spikes into his hand, painfully searing the barcode from his skin.]
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