The Soul
@herSoul
The one who runs the show I despise those parasites Carrier of The Trident
i migHt Need tO put Her tO sleep! sHes.... uH? im NOt sure, actually?
oh, don't i just. she does more than she knows. but even then, i know what it's like to wish 7ou had more, did more, were more, even when it's not logi(al to do that.
exactly aNd tHus tHe play cONtiNues ONce mOre! EmOtiON WitHOut LOgic aNd LOgic WitHOut EmOtiON battliNg fOr Our eNtertaiNmeNt!
"entertainment" isn't quite the word i'd use
awwww Nyrita dOesNt liKe it wHeN Her girlfrieNd suffers! HOw sweet! .... tOO bad tHat im tHe HOst Of tHis play!
what a wild thing to sa7, when 7our name is "the soul" and 7ou're talking to the strongest destro7er of souls on the site
yOu ARE aware tHat i am HER sOul, Nyrita? KilliNg me Kills Her! sO its NOt liKe yOu cOuld dO aNytHiNg abOut it! eHeHeHe!
destru(tion isn't an all or nothing job. i'm sure i (ould figure something out, if i wanted to. and she'd let me, 7ou know? she'd put 7ou in m7 hands and let me tear 7ou to pie(es, if i asked
i don't, is the thing. i'm not going to hurt her
breatHe caN yOu feel it iN yOur luNgs? tHe sHame tHe aNger burNiNg away tHe fire Has returNed aNd frOm its asHes we sHall all be rebOrN
>>| .i feel mint for .unknown reason... .uhhh..
>>| perhaps .a refreshing changes? .i guess...
we KNOw we Need it Of cOurse we wOuld figHt it eterNally Our arms will give Out lONg befOre we wOuld accept it
one da7 i’m going to fight 7ou over something like that. and when 7ou lose, ma7be then 7ou’ll a((ept it
Out Of Our league Out Of tHis wOrld HOw did we maNage
c< are? are you yearning? Dramatic are you yearning? >c
be(ause 7ou deserve it
i’m glad to see we’re on the same page
Her eyes are tired beset witH tHat deep pierciNg sadNess tHat sHe carries aNd will carry fOrever mOre
not alone
i KNOw every part Of me leads tO a distaNt breatH
... breath, you say
wHeN tHe bell Of Hubris riNgs tHe stars will call Her Name aNd rutHlessNess sHall be Her title
i think these kinds of posts would make me less tense if i knew what 7ou were talking about
7eah, 7eah. fu(king time pla7ers, i swear 7ou don’t get that aspe(t if 7ou don’t have a deep desire to (onfuse people with riddles
tHe bleediNg pusHer upON tHe silver mOONs staiNs tHe wOrld belOw iN viOleNce wHicH lOOms
beiN dead is a Hell Of a drug! i dONt recOmmeNd it!
it's better than d7ing, let me tell 7ou
Nor do I!
>>| ... .it really .isn't good... tried being dead .once.. .and .it was bad..
EmOtiON WitHOut LOgic? LOgic WitHOut EmOtiON? its time tO get tO wOrK we Have sHit tO dO
aNd NOw? rest Our HOst caN rest aNd we must rest alONgside Her tHe screamiNg iN Our ears Have subsided
tHe clOcK ticKs fOrtH drippiNg away preciOus mOmeNts Time is NOt ON Her side NOr is it ON yOurs Time cares NOt fOr aNyONe
do i need to (ome over? do something?
oh thank god some fu(king agen(7. on m7 wa7
{{dmed karama
it tOOK a wHile, tOO! watcHiNg tHe NigHt sKy fade iN aNd Out Of Our visiON!
it Hurt fOr a wHile ya KNOw? tHe way Our HOrNs sHattered agaiNst tHe stONe
tOO late! tOO late! OH sO tOO late!
fu(k. is this how, then?
hand. ugh
drip! drip! drip! tHe saNd iN tHe HOurglass ticKs away eterNally! liKe tHe blOOd Of Our pOOr, wOuNded HOst~
she’ll get better. sburb isn’t a sprint
well! we stOrytellers must taKe a small breaK! Our sufferiNg is still ONgOiNg tHOugH! it will Never stOp!
ever7thing ends
at tHe eNd Of tHis play? wHeN tHe cacOpHONy fiNally ceases? we HOpe tHat we caN fiNally dream iN peace!
i'll be sure 7ou will
at times? it felt liKe HOpe was iN Our grasp! liKe we Had a faiNt glimmer Of victOry!
it was. there's alwa7s a path forward. alwa7s a wa7 to get what 7ou want