Palamon
Silence is Purple
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- 15
- Years
- Age 27
- he/him
- Snezhnaya, Teyvat.
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This is all I've written so far. When it's all done, I'll release it to the fic and writing section:
[FONT="]Wings Set Everything Ablaze.[/FONT]
Fire is such a colorful form of nature. It's almost stupid that it's possible for something to burst in flames, and I've seen it. All day, every day, it is just so unpleasant. So unpleasant, and I'm always surrounded by fire. Always, I am surrounded by flames. Flames are my life. Pretty much, it's like I'm a flame, even though I'm not.
Even in my dreams I hear the word fire constantly, and then the visions of fires come. Oh, the visions, the terrible visions. They come. Invade my mind, never am I at peace with the images.
Oh, but it doesn't end there. Of course, it gets more complicated! Everything surely does. Not only am I surrounded by flames all the time, I am cursed by hearing the crackles of fire; of course, if you were near a fire and you heard it crackle, it would affect you, but when I hear a fire crackle I am driven to near insanity by it. Do you not get it?
There is never a time in my life where I'm not surrounded by fire and flames. It's forever constant. Always there. It's almost as if fire wants me to see it, but how the hell is that even possible? Fire isn't alive. It was never alive. It is a ****ing force of nature caused by whatever you can gratefully imagine.
Electricity, grease, accidents, in the forest, lighting a match. Whatever the reason, a fire always happens; I always see it. It doesn't matter where I am in the world, the visions never stop.
And you call yourself insane. Honey, you wouldn't know insanity if it hit you straight on your ass.
People tell me all the time that it's nothing. "You're hearing things," "you're seeing things," "oh; it's just your explosive imagination!" First of all, shut up, I do not have an explosive imagination, and two, you're the one who's hearing things. I'm an eighteen year old girl, for God's sake, if anything, you're just inconceivable, and I choose to not believe that you know anything.
What? Are you going to play God and tell me that those visions are a gift? Shut up, screw you and go die. You seem to think I asked for this. Well, let me tell you, I didn't ask for this, so think before you rattle your brain with all your goddamn assumptions. Didn't you learn anything in science? What was it again? Never assume anything, right? Well, do that. Never assume anything. Please and thank you.
Will explain what's going on in this later. I'm tired. xD
Spoiler:
[FONT="]Wings Set Everything Ablaze.[/FONT]
Fire is such a colorful form of nature. It's almost stupid that it's possible for something to burst in flames, and I've seen it. All day, every day, it is just so unpleasant. So unpleasant, and I'm always surrounded by fire. Always, I am surrounded by flames. Flames are my life. Pretty much, it's like I'm a flame, even though I'm not.
Even in my dreams I hear the word fire constantly, and then the visions of fires come. Oh, the visions, the terrible visions. They come. Invade my mind, never am I at peace with the images.
Oh, but it doesn't end there. Of course, it gets more complicated! Everything surely does. Not only am I surrounded by flames all the time, I am cursed by hearing the crackles of fire; of course, if you were near a fire and you heard it crackle, it would affect you, but when I hear a fire crackle I am driven to near insanity by it. Do you not get it?
There is never a time in my life where I'm not surrounded by fire and flames. It's forever constant. Always there. It's almost as if fire wants me to see it, but how the hell is that even possible? Fire isn't alive. It was never alive. It is a ****ing force of nature caused by whatever you can gratefully imagine.
Electricity, grease, accidents, in the forest, lighting a match. Whatever the reason, a fire always happens; I always see it. It doesn't matter where I am in the world, the visions never stop.
And you call yourself insane. Honey, you wouldn't know insanity if it hit you straight on your ass.
People tell me all the time that it's nothing. "You're hearing things," "you're seeing things," "oh; it's just your explosive imagination!" First of all, shut up, I do not have an explosive imagination, and two, you're the one who's hearing things. I'm an eighteen year old girl, for God's sake, if anything, you're just inconceivable, and I choose to not believe that you know anything.
What? Are you going to play God and tell me that those visions are a gift? Shut up, screw you and go die. You seem to think I asked for this. Well, let me tell you, I didn't ask for this, so think before you rattle your brain with all your goddamn assumptions. Didn't you learn anything in science? What was it again? Never assume anything, right? Well, do that. Never assume anything. Please and thank you.
Will explain what's going on in this later. I'm tired. xD
