- You are the only one capable of building complex, planned structures. You are alone. You donāt remember building the temples or houses you come across.
- You are alone. You are the only one like you in the entire world.
- Villagers keep their hands clasped beneath long robes. Youāve never seen a villagerās hand. Sometimes you wonder if they have them at all.
- The villagers all have the same empty green eyes. They have completely different anatomy from you. Theyāre humanoid, but not human. Are you?
- The undead, however, have your face and your clothes. They seem closer to you than the villagers.
- Youāre alone. You are the only one like you in the world.
- All caves are the same. Youāve been in a ravine like this one. Maybe youāve been in this ravine. Youāve visited it countless times. No matter which way you turn, you stumble into it.
- No matter which way you turn, thereās more caves. Sometimes thereās torches. Youāve been here. You still canāt get out. Sometimes thereās not torches. Sometimes you give up escape and decide to explore ever deeper.
- You wonder if youāve ever seen the surface, or if you were born in these caves with a vibrant imagination.
- You are the only living thing in this world.Ā
- You come across dusty, abandoned mineshafts and rusty minecarts with loot at the bottom. You donāt remember building these or leaving anything behind. You wouldnāt shore up the walls with wooden posts. You know this world better than that.
- Then why does shoring up the walls seem logical? You donāt remember a world before this one. Why does this one feel so strange, sometimes even irrational?
- Youāre alone. You are the only one like you in the world. Youāre being watched.Ā
- The caves arenāt yours. Youāre the only one in them, but theyāre not yours. They belong to something else - someoneĀ else, and you both know it.
- Youāre alone in the world. Youāre not alone in the caves. Their breathing and occasional humming echo in the stony corridors.
- Maybe the caves themselves are breathing. Singing.
- You are the only living thing in this world. The world itself, however, is alive.
- You make up stories for everything you build. You forget theyāre just stories.
- The world sings to you. You clutch its music close and hope it never stops. In the silence after each song, youāre alone.
- Youāre alone. You are the only one like you in the world, for this world is honest. You are being watched, for you are not.
- Youāre the only living thing in this world. The world is alive. You are not alive the same way.
- The world exists to for you to live in it, and you think it resents that.
turnnoffyourmind
germansingergirl
titsay
ellievsbear
areudirty
