《Eternal Requiem》End of Sounds
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I don’t hear anything,
Only silence,
Not the good kind where even though it’s quiet, there is still a level of ambience
Just blank,
Nothing,
A grating quiet that makes your ears bleed,
Makes them beg for sound…
I can’t see anything,
Only black,
I peer and peer and peer,
I know my eyes are open, it’s not dark,
There just isn’t anything to see,
Just blank,
Nothing,
An emptiness that makes your eyes burn
Makes them plead for sight…
I wonder if sight is even real to begin with?
Or is it a product of our minds?
Is that why I can’t see or hear right now?
Is my mind off?
Did I fall of the mountain, into the darkness?
Am I dead?
Somehow, I don’t hate this,
I don’t like it either
I feel nothing right now…
.
“Enjoying it here I take it?” a voice echoes as a certain person appears before me,
Huh, me?
“This is where you belong, I guess,” ‘I’ sigh
Why am I looking at myself right now?
“Because I could not contain myself, the one that is you, any longer”
I don’t understand?
“Listen, we (I) want us (you) to head straight for ‘home’ this time,
Do not stop and make friends again,”
What is home?
Where is home?
“Home is where we can finally feel like ourself,
Where I can be me”
But what about the others Lyra, Apollo?
Ginobelucci is still—
“—I do not care about that trivial nonsense!
Did I (you) really think this was some fantasy adventure where I (you) could go partying with my (your) friends slaying dragons and what have you!”
I don’t know, is it?
Tell me then!
All I want is to know!
“We (you) already do know,
Now finish what we, you, I, started,
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Go home”
Fuck you!
No,
Fuck me
Agh, this is confusing!
Am I just crazy?
I would much rather to be told I am insane right now that whatever this is!?
I am tired of this vague bullshit!
Can I get a concrete answer for once!?
“I (You) am (are) a nuisance to myself (me),” ‘I’ roll my eyes
“That is our (your) answer,
Now go home”
No.
“Tell (me) you this,” I sigh annoyedly,
“What do you feel right now?”
…….
“That is correct, nothing!
Do you understand now!
I cannot believe that I am arguing with myself!”
I?
I thought you called us ‘you’, ‘us’, and ‘we’,
Since when do you singularly refer to me and yourself?
I thought we were one in the same?
“…….
Go home Kage.”
Wai—
—The other me disappears…….
…………
The nothingness around me begins spin right at the moment sucking me into it….
…….
****
Flap, Flap, Flap ,
Squawk!
Squawk!
Squawk!
(Birds?)
My ears ring from a rush of new sounds..
A ray of sunlight shines on me, as I wipe my blurry vison away adjusting my eyes to the light
………
This morning you've got time for a hot home-cooked breakfast
Delicious and piping hot in only three microwave minutes
(Huh,
What is this?)
Yo, pretty packages of frosted delights♪
Look, it comes with a toy, he-he, I like that
I wanna number four, a number six, and throw in a plastic doughnut
Just enjoy the gritty crunch, that tastes just like chicken♪
Taking a moment to look around, I notice that I am on a hammock bed surrounded by four gray metallic walls, with a singular window,
A row of guns are laid out the floor with their ammo scattered about the small room….
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Wrappers of many bite sizes♪
Man, are you freaking blind? That's a rock,
All mixed in the potful♪
Momma's homemade from scratch♪
Well, not quite,
Toasted over flames, they be tasting quite right♪
A screen plays, on the wall in front of me, some kind of food advertisement—
—Shower my habits while you dine like rabbits
With the crunchy, crunchy carrots♪ - Oh, that's chicken
Gotta have it super-fast! ♪
A whole lot of breakfast you got time for!
Super-fast, super-fast, I come in last♪
But just in time for breakfast♪
……….
My eyes drift away from the screen the as I notice the little window…
…………
Squawk! Squawk!
Sea gulls fly by eagerly searching for their morning’s breakfast
“Eerch!”
The window stubbornly sits in place causing me to struggle a little to slide it open…
Vwoo~
A gush of cool salty breeze washes over my face as I peer out,
The water below ripples up in the wind, some getting on my face,
I can make out a few other boats sailing along in the distance…
(Where the hell am I?)
……..
****
The morning has broken, and a new day begins as Kage finds himself in some type of seacraft perhaps?
Moving to who knows where…
Sailing away steadily in a vast mysterious ocean.
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