I am unsure of how much longer I can stay in this mortal capsule. This inhospitable environment I have created for myself is only eating me from the inside, and it will be only a matter of time before I will transverse the dreaded path, the Highway to Oblivion.
Sora, she... she was a kind soul like no other. We were great partners, linked by fate, but never by word. She's gone ahead of me, already past the Highway. I have nobody but myself to blame for her passing, trying to save somebody would could not be saved. So many emotions course through my veins at the mere mention of her name, none of which would bring a smile to her face. Cheer up, she would say. I tried to say the same to her, but the weights crushing me would not let any words escape my lips.
This... smell that permeates my being, my body, my soul was one I once cherished, but now have grown to despise. Was I the creator? Or was I the reciever? My mind pays that no heed and wants out of this despicable being as soon as possible.
The cards I've been dealt have forced me to fold time and time again. How I wish for this not to be. Oh, how I wish that were. It matters not how many creatures I slay in anguish or bars that bend in vain. I cannot relight the kiln that fires the pottery that decorates my consciousness.
As I mourn, there is nothing I wish to see more than her face again. Her charming smile would lift me out of dire straits in a mere instant, but her face is relaxed, accepting, forever frozen, gracefully accepting of her fate.
Ah, perhaps I can see her now. Cognizant as ever, am I? Haha, pay it no heed, Sora...
By GuiedGui
