spirit
tw: mentions of suicidal subject matter
you find yourself backstage of a small music festival, watching the crowd cheer at the current band playing. it is not a very large music festival and the people on stage are small town folks and no-names trying their shot at getting popular. ???: hey you are up. you then find yourself among the stage with a guitar in hand playing just a common indie song you would hear on the radio
I want to swim away but don't know how sometimes its like I am falling in the ocean
this really isn't your kind of music... and yet you feel oddly compelled to give it your all. Kris: let the hurricane set in motion Kris: let the rain of what I feel right now come on down! Kris: let the rain come do-
and now its very dark and quiet. Kris: down. you have no idea where you are now. as your eyes adjust to the dark you find that you are in some kind of very open cave... and before you is a huge and dark pit. someone in the distance shouts ???: Kat stop! don't do it! Kris: wh- as you turn around you fall backwards into the pit.
SHIT SHITSHITSHITSHIT-
before you hit the ground you wake up And you see an apparition of a girl sit in front of you on your bed. she is wearing the same clothing you had in the dream. Kat: ....it seems you have had a bad night. Kat: its ok. I have had a bad night too once. the spirit jolts in a beam of light that startles you and then quickly fades away leaving the SOUL behind. the cage behind them has been left unlocked last night. Kris: O _ O you don't know how to play guitar. end (authors notes below the cut)
