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[Deliriums dream has Changed. Yes, with a capital C. It has gotten much worse, this is what drove Del crazy. All you see is the moment you broke. If you haven't been broken yet, you see a moment that will break you.
Delirium has seen it all, and more. That one time when you were nothing and the only escape was to be pieces. That is what you will see. Everything will be hell, but it doesn't have to be the kind of hell found on battle fields. Lost loves, endings and changes in your life. Anything that ended what you were, ripped it away, changed it for something else. That will be Deliriums dream. Losses of innocence will rate highly within her dream as breaking points. And she will see all of it. Every moment, every rip. All the time. There is nothing she doesn't see and understand, nothing her mind can't touch. And it hurts.
If you do manage to get through the breaking there is the field that had been there before, but it is smudging and all the colours are running together. Along the edges pieces are breaking off and drifting away to other parts, only connected by a strange colorful swirled background. All the time in the background there are strange hiccups that could be tears or laughter.
Delirium sits blankly against the sundial. It used to be so comforting... This place is horrors now. If you make it to her, she might come back to life...]
Delirium has seen it all, and more. That one time when you were nothing and the only escape was to be pieces. That is what you will see. Everything will be hell, but it doesn't have to be the kind of hell found on battle fields. Lost loves, endings and changes in your life. Anything that ended what you were, ripped it away, changed it for something else. That will be Deliriums dream. Losses of innocence will rate highly within her dream as breaking points. And she will see all of it. Every moment, every rip. All the time. There is nothing she doesn't see and understand, nothing her mind can't touch. And it hurts.
If you do manage to get through the breaking there is the field that had been there before, but it is smudging and all the colours are running together. Along the edges pieces are breaking off and drifting away to other parts, only connected by a strange colorful swirled background. All the time in the background there are strange hiccups that could be tears or laughter.
Delirium sits blankly against the sundial. It used to be so comforting... This place is horrors now. If you make it to her, she might come back to life...]