《Almarillion》Chapter 21 : Sherrualism

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She stood on the edge of the rooftop, overlooking the city below. Her heart raced as she contemplated jumping. She had always felt like an outsider, a misfit in a world that didn't understand her. She had tried everything to fit in, but nothing seemed to work. She was tired of trying. Tired of pretending to be someone she wasn't.

Suddenly, she heard a voice behind her. It was a strange, ethereal voice, almost like a whisper on the wind. "Why do you want to end it all?" the voice asked.

She turned around but saw no one. The voice seemed to be coming from nowhere and everywhere at once. "I can't take it anymore," she said. "I don't belong here. I don't belong anywhere."

The voice chuckled softly. "Oh, but you do belong here," it said. "You belong in this world just as much as anyone else. You are unique, special, and valuable."

She shook her head. "No, I'm not," she said. "I'm just a burden on everyone around me."

The voice grew more insistent. "That's not true," it said. "You have so much to offer the world. You have a gift that no one else has. You just need to find it."

She looked around, still not sure where the voice was coming from. "What gift?" she asked.

The voice spoke again, its words echoing in her mind. "The gift of Surrealism," it said. "You have a talent for seeing the world in a way that others cannot. You have the ability to take the ordinary and make it extraordinary, to turn reality on its head and create something new."

She thought about what the voice had said. Surrealism? Was that really her gift? She had always been drawn to the strange and unusual, the things that didn't quite fit in with the rest of the world. Maybe the voice was right. Maybe she did have something to offer.

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Slowly, she stepped back from the edge of the rooftop. She turned around and walked back down the stairs, her mind racing with new ideas. She knew what she had to do. She had to embrace her gift and use it to make a difference in the world.

As she walked through the streets, everything around her seemed to change. The world took on a new and surreal quality, as if she were seeing it through a different set of eyes. She saw beauty in the things that had once seemed mundane, and she found inspiration in the most unlikely places.

She began to create, bringing her unique vision to life through her art. Her paintings were strange and beautiful, full of twisted imagery and impossible landscapes. People were drawn to her work, and soon she was famous for her Surrealist masterpieces.

She never forgot the voice that had saved her life that day on the rooftop. She knew that it had been the voice of her own subconscious, telling her what she needed to hear. She had been on the brink of suicide, but now she was alive and thriving.

She had found her purpose, and she was using it to make the world a more beautiful and surreal place. She knew that life would never be easy, but she was ready for whatever challenges lay ahead. She had her gift, and she would use it to create a world that was strange, magical, and full of wonder.

As her fame grew, so did her influence. Other artists were inspired by her work, and soon a whole movement had formed around Surrealism. She became a mentor to younger artists, guiding them and inspiring them to create their own unique visions of the world.

She also used her fame to spread a message of hope and positivity. She spoke openly about her struggles with depression and suicidal thoughts, encouraging others who were going through similar struggles to seek help and find their own purpose in life.

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Despite the challenges she faced, she never lost sight of her goal. She continued to create, pushing the boundaries of Surrealism and inspiring others to do the same. And though she knew that her journey was far from over, she was grateful for the voice that had saved her life and set her on this path.

Years later, as she stood on the same rooftop where she had contemplated suicide, she looked out at the world with a sense of wonder and awe. The city below was transformed, its streets and buildings twisted into impossible shapes and colors. But she saw the beauty in it all, and knew that she had made a difference in the world.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and let herself fall backwards. But this time, instead of falling to her death, she fell into a world of her own creation. A world where anything was possible, where the rules of reality did not apply. And as she explored this new world, she knew that she had found her true home.

The End

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