interlude
When I awake to the roaring, the hustle and the bustle, I can see only shades of gray, with the exception of what seems to be the blood in the corner of my eyes. My eyes throb, have I been staring at the sun? The sidewalk is cold and flat, my face is pressed against it, and the dry snake tongue in my mouth wiggles against the inside of my cheek, ( Read more... )
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I guess what I wanna know is if this character is just neurotic, raving about little pieces of rapture that are loosely or entirely unrelated. Despair and disillusionment about the STATE OF THE WORLD. There are so many cynics around, jaded and skeptical. I WANT THIS PERSON TO BE DIFFERENT, or at least discover something that differentiates him from all the others who have consigned themselves as helpless victims in a world headed towards its doom.
For me, what's gonna make him different, is this weird shit happening with his EYE. I'm sure these first few parts are only a prelude to something way bigger, at least I hope so.
Well, what I think really doesn't matter. Hope to see more!
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