The sky grows bigger as you walk, the surroundings fading away, until there is nothing but the blackness… that slowly grows littered with stars, far away points of light. It seems to grow colder, too - but after some time you stop feeling it, only being aware of it in the same way you are aware of, say, the color of your hair.
It grows colder still, but it does not affect you. What a strange thing. At the back of your mind you know that no living thing could exist in such cold.
What a strange thing.
At one point the pavement under your feet changed from the familiar stone and metal to somewhat dusty, barren, white earth. Your steps raise little clouds of dust as you walk that fall slowly, so slowly.
It is so utterly silent, and you know that no sound could exist here.
[He pauses for a moment to bring fingers to his lips to whistle. To see if sound is truly extinguished. But regardless he does continue on, keeping his gaze towards the stars as faded as they may be.]
There is indeed no sound as Alexander tries to whistle. And if he pays attention, there is no sound of his breathing or his steps, either. The silence is oppressive.
There is no one around you. You are all alone. You are alone. You are
Are you?
Loneliness and solitude; such feelings can only be defined by knowing there are others like you. By knowing you are part of a greater whole.
Are you?
What can a star know of loneliness? What does it care for other stars? They are all of them, each and every one, unique, closed off in worlds of their own.
[What a dreadful feeling. Isolation. Loneliness. Being unique hardly, being individual is any solace in comparison to all that. Especially when your fondest memories are being part of a whole.
But he was never one to shy from trudging towards a difficult goal. He continues.]
What is it, to be alone? What is it, to feel it? After all, a feeling is nothing more than—
—in the knowledge of one world, a chemical reaction in the brain. In the knowledge of another, a change in the flow of aether. Anger, joy, loneliness, love - at their core, they are the same.
At the core, any change is the same as other change. What difference does the nature, the effect of the change make?
The knowledge descends upon you, wrapping you up in itself. There is no true difference between the death of a man and the death of a star. And there is no grief nor hope in that ending. One man, hundred, thousand, million, beyond - a slight change in their aether, and all become simply things, food for other creatures, the soil, the plants.
That's all they've ever truly been, a collection of matter.
There is no one around you. You are all alone. You are alone. You are
Are you?
Loneliness and solitude; such feelings can only be defined by knowing there are others like you. By knowing you are part of a greater whole.
Are you?
What can a star know of loneliness? What does it care for other stars? They are all of them, each and every one, unique, closed off in worlds of their own.
What is it, to be alone? What is it, to feel it? After all, a feeling is nothing more than—
—in the knowledge of one world, a chemical reaction in the brain. In the knowledge of another, a change in the flow of aether. Anger, joy, loneliness, love - at their core, they are the same.
At the core, any change is the same as other change. What difference does the nature, the effect of the change make?
The knowledge descends upon you, wrapping you up in itself. There is no true difference between the death of a man and the death of a star. And there is no grief nor hope in that ending. One man, hundred, thousand, million, beyond - a slight change in physical composition, and all become simply things, food for other creatures, the soil, the plants.
That's all they've ever truly been, a collection of matter.
bye absinthe! depression void is better company anyway
There is no one around you. You are all alone. You are alone. You are
Are you?
Loneliness and solitude; such feelings can only be defined by knowing there are others like you. By knowing you are part of a greater whole.
Are you?
What can a star know of loneliness? What does it care for other stars? They are all of them, each and every one, unique, closed off in worlds of their own.
well maybe if you didnt have A LITERAL TWIN on THE SAME UNIT,
The feeling of solitude, separation from others grows stronger as you walk on.
After a time, you can't quite remember how you felt about... the people you knew, once. Friends? Lovers? Family? They all seem curiously distant, as does your love for them. Like it's been surgically removed, laid out in front of you to observe, but no longer part of you. A curious thing, isn't it? How you feel - used to feel?
[ more like he does not really think of himself in any way that would be so positive that he would think himself as unique
anyway
it IS certainly a little weird, but it's distant, something he doesn't care much for. it feels like his problems are significantly easier to solve like this—ah, but regardless.
FUCK you for getting that song stuck in my head again, i did not need to be an edgy 13 year old today (i say as i go on to write edgy flavortext)
There is no one around you. You are all alone. You are alone. You are
Are you?
Loneliness and solitude; such feelings can only be defined by knowing there are others like you. By knowing you are part of a greater whole.
Are you?
What can a star know of loneliness? What does it care for other stars? They are all of them, each and every one, unique, closed off in worlds of their own.
[ every day is the best day to be an edgy 13 year old imo
There's an achingly familiar aspect to each part of Levity he's encountered thus far - - this being no exception. he knows the feeling of being alone, unique, all too well, both literally and metaphorically speaking. so it doesn't slow his step in the slightest. ]
the part of levity that's a dumb horny teen: haha omg we have so much in common /twirls hair around finger
There's a curious sense of almost peace to it, the resignation to your otherness, to being left in a foreign, changed world, bereft of things you knew and loved. You know what it's like, don't you? To have a life you can no longer return to, and no way to start a new one?
And to everyone around you, this barren land is what is right, however much it hurts you to see it - once your home, replaced with something else now. And you are pushed out, left to fade away, but what end is there for one who lives for an eternity? You do not live, but merely exist. And one day, that mere existence becomes more than you can bear.
boy does he know what that's like! and, though the hurt comes across he's almost numb to it -- again. numb to that feeling, all too used to the alienation he experienced, even working with the empire. in the end, they too were nothing but tools for his own demise.
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It grows colder still, but it does not affect you. What a strange thing. At the back of your mind you know that no living thing could exist in such cold.
What a strange thing.
At one point the pavement under your feet changed from the familiar stone and metal to somewhat dusty, barren, white earth. Your steps raise little clouds of dust as you walk that fall slowly, so slowly.
It is so utterly silent, and you know that no sound could exist here.
What a strange…
No. Just a thing. Simply a thing. Simply a fact.
Do you go on?
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There is no one around you. You are all alone. You are alone. You are
Are you?
Loneliness and solitude; such feelings can only be defined by knowing there are others like you. By knowing you are part of a greater whole.
Are you?
What can a star know of loneliness? What does it care for other stars? They are all of them, each and every one, unique, closed off in worlds of their own.
And you, too, are unique.
Unique, individual, singular, solitary.
Ah, there is no one like you.
Do you go on?
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But he was never one to shy from trudging towards a difficult goal. He continues.]
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—in the knowledge of one world, a chemical reaction in the brain. In the knowledge of another, a change in the flow of aether. Anger, joy, loneliness, love - at their core, they are the same.
At the core, any change is the same as other change. What difference does the nature, the effect of the change make?
The knowledge descends upon you, wrapping you up in itself. There is no true difference between the death of a man and the death of a star. And there is no grief nor hope in that ending. One man, hundred, thousand, million, beyond - a slight change in their aether, and all become simply things, food for other creatures, the soil, the plants.
That's all they've ever truly been, a collection of matter.
As are you.
Can you want to go on?
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[And he rolls his eyes as hard as he can since he is devoid of speech.]
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But after all, his reaction, too, is merely a fact, a thing. The cosmos around him does not care.
There is nothing here to care.
What now?
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The cold...it feels...almost familiar somehow? But this silence she likes it and she doesn't. It simply is.
She moves on.]
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Loneliness and solitude; such feelings can only be defined by knowing there are others like you. By knowing you are part of a greater whole.
Are you?
What can a star know of loneliness? What does it care for other stars? They are all of them, each and every one, unique, closed off in worlds of their own.
And you, too, are unique.
Unique, individual, singular, solitary.
Ah, there is no one like you.
Do you go on?
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—in the knowledge of one world, a chemical reaction in the brain. In the knowledge of another, a change in the flow of aether. Anger, joy, loneliness, love - at their core, they are the same.
At the core, any change is the same as other change. What difference does the nature, the effect of the change make?
The knowledge descends upon you, wrapping you up in itself. There is no true difference between the death of a man and the death of a star. And there is no grief nor hope in that ending. One man, hundred, thousand, million, beyond - a slight change in physical composition, and all become simply things, food for other creatures, the soil, the plants.
That's all they've ever truly been, a collection of matter.
As are you.
Can you want to go on?
weee i am not getting notifs
Still, she presses on.]
DENIED THE LILYVIVI THERAPY/TRAUMA SESSION
And it feels as though with every step it grows bigger - or perhaps you grow smaller. Only a piece of the world. Only a piece.
Do you remember anything about you?
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The rains have ceased and we are blessed with another beautiful day. But you are not here to see it.
YOU ARE STILL VERY RUDE TO ME
I AM STILL LAUGHING FOREVER
youre mean!!! and lily is gay!!!
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I'M NOT CRYING YOU'RE CRYING!!!!!!!
YOU ARE DEFINITELY CRYING
i am NOT and you can't prove anything
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WOW THAT WAS UNRELATED to that particular tag
mmmmhhmmmm u tell urself that
RUDE.
i'm nice
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anyway yeah he'll go on. ]
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There is no one around you. You are all alone. You are alone. You are
Are you?
Loneliness and solitude; such feelings can only be defined by knowing there are others like you. By knowing you are part of a greater whole.
Are you?
What can a star know of loneliness? What does it care for other stars? They are all of them, each and every one, unique, closed off in worlds of their own.
And you, too, are unique.
Unique, individual, singular, solitary.
Ah, there is no one like you.
Do you go on?
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but yes. he does go on. ]
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The feeling of solitude, separation from others grows stronger as you walk on.
After a time, you can't quite remember how you felt about... the people you knew, once. Friends? Lovers? Family? They all seem curiously distant, as does your love for them. Like it's been surgically removed, laid out in front of you to observe, but no longer part of you. A curious thing, isn't it? How you feel - used to feel?
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anyway
it IS certainly a little weird, but it's distant, something he doesn't care much for. it feels like his problems are significantly easier to solve like this—ah, but regardless.
he needs to move forward. ]
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1/like 3? 4?
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he doesn't see much point to stopping now so he will in fact keep walking! alone, down the only road that he has ever known, etc. ]
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There is no one around you. You are all alone. You are alone. You are
Are you?
Loneliness and solitude; such feelings can only be defined by knowing there are others like you. By knowing you are part of a greater whole.
Are you?
What can a star know of loneliness? What does it care for other stars? They are all of them, each and every one, unique, closed off in worlds of their own.
And you, too, are unique.
Unique, individual, singular, solitary.
Ah, there is no one like you.
Do you go on?
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There's an achingly familiar aspect to each part of Levity he's encountered thus far - - this being no exception. he knows the feeling of being alone, unique, all too well, both literally and metaphorically speaking. so it doesn't slow his step in the slightest. ]
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There's a curious sense of almost peace to it, the resignation to your otherness, to being left in a foreign, changed world, bereft of things you knew and loved. You know what it's like, don't you? To have a life you can no longer return to, and no way to start a new one?
And to everyone around you, this barren land is what is right, however much it hurts you to see it - once your home, replaced with something else now. And you are pushed out, left to fade away, but what end is there for one who lives for an eternity? You do not live, but merely exist. And one day, that mere existence becomes more than you can bear.
Is there a point in going on?
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boy does he know what that's like! and, though the hurt comes across he's almost numb to it -- again. numb to that feeling, all too used to the alienation he experienced, even working with the empire. in the end, they too were nothing but tools for his own demise.
so -- relentlessly, he presses onward. ]
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Your bitterness, your anger is just a shell. Take it away, and you're as weak and vulnerable as ever, aren't you...
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