03 // Video

[stfuelly]

[The feed turns on as one Vanessa Nightray is arranging a bouquet of snowdrops on her desk. Yes, Elliot, she actually left the house and walked all of the way down to the edge of the lake in order to pick those. But comment on that fact with even the tiniest bit of sarcasm and you're getting slapped. Finishing her arrangement, she tightens the

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[kyudousha]

They call it a 'dream world', but that's not necessarily accurate. That, and even if it was, there's no guarantee that this is our dream.

[stfuelly]

Someone else suggested that as well.

[Scoff.] Somehow that sounds even more absurd.

[kyudousha]

It is absurd. But that doesn't mean it can't be the 'truth'. It just so happens that it's less likely.

[stfuelly]

Hm. And how long have you been here?

[beamishly]

[Have a Cheshire grin.]

What innocence. What faith.

Or shall I say, what 'hope'! I wonder what it is that young women see in plucked hope, green stems bared for the world to gaze upon.

[stfuelly]

[What the shit.]

I...beg your pardon?

[beamishly]

The pardon has been begged, yes! And the pardon has been granted. What a generous pardon it must be, so easily swayed. But what is it that the fair maiden wishes to do with the pardon? There are simply so many ways one can take and take and incessantly abuse...

[stfuelly]

[Blink. Blink.]

I really have gone mad... You-! What manner of creature are you?