[Voice] ...
May. 24th, 2009 04:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
needsaconstant[His voice is wavering, as if he's been scared out of his wits.]
My God...
Those monsters...and those people...and the crabs...
...
And now more people are missing...
[There's a sob.]
I...want to get out of here...I just want it to be a stupid dream...
My God...
Those monsters...and those people...and the crabs...
...
And now more people are missing...
[There's a sob.]
I...want to get out of here...I just want it to be a stupid dream...
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[Voice]
Date: 2009-05-25 09:22 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2009-05-25 02:35 pm (UTC)I know. I'm trying to. Really.
Believing it is a dream just makes it worse really; it's a dream that you can never wake up from...
[Voice]
Date: 2009-05-25 04:52 pm (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2009-05-25 07:48 pm (UTC)Robert Frost. It seems I'm stuck in a fork at the road, just like the person in his poem, really.
I wonder which is the path less taken...?
[Voice]
Date: 2009-05-25 10:54 pm (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2009-05-27 07:48 pm (UTC)That's an interesting thought...
[Voice]
Date: 2009-05-27 08:44 pm (UTC)