Mar 14, 2025
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// blog admin here, Daphne took over herm's blog, so she's gonna be the one talking until further notice ;3
Herm finds himself in a dark room. He's certainly not on the bus, nor is he back in his reality...
"Hello?" He says into the darkness, praying for a response
But nobody came
"This ain't funny, you know that right?" He prayed this was a prank, just another day with the sinners and whatnot
But there was no response
Silence.
He hears something pounding
A rhythmic tremor he could feel all throughout his being and this mysterious room
It reminded him of drums, not unlike those you hear before a great battle in ancient warfare
Thud
The tremors grow louder
Thud
He begins to run
Thud
He keeps running until
He's hunched over the bathroom sink, his face wet. He doesn't know if it's from tears, water, or sweat
He looks into the mirror, his eyes bloodshot from a lack of sleep, his hair thick and matted from a lack of care.
He feels cold. Why does he feel cold? It's too cold he needs to get warmer he's t o o c o l d
Then, he hears an all too familiar voice in the back of his mind
"Hello, My Beloved"
He's w a r m now
He's s a f e now
He's h o m e now
I wake in torment, my lungs aching for release
"We're supposed to be free, we left that place, right?"
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Im gasping for air
"That noise... What is that awful noise!?"
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I see L I G H T
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A Rib.
A Piece.
A Bolt
An Anchor
Where was I?
How Long?
I wake in Torment, my Shackle bound to my arm, a reminder of that day, of that nightmare that haunts me so.
I stand up, every muscle in my body screaming for me to end my journey, to simply wait for her embrace once more.
I do not give in. I must find them. They will light the path, and deliver me from Inferno.
I am Herm, and I am alone.
"I had a good day today."
AGarden|ATomb|AHome|APrison
Unwelcomed|Unfamiliar|Safe|Insecure
Rotting|Blooming|Hurting|Crying
MyEyes|MySkin|MyArms|MyHeart
Bleeding|Tearing|Breaking|Healing
MyLove|MyTormentor|MyGardener|MyPrisoner
Embracing|Strangling|Holding|Flaying
Myself|Rodent|Interloper|Flower
Eyes|Mouth|Hands|Ears
Blinded|Silenced|Binded|Deafened
"What're you doing?"
"Nothing much, Love, just fertilizing the plants."
"Never understood why you garden. Not like you're growing food or anything..."
She laughed to herself, her voice as sweet as nectar
"Not everything needs to have a use, silly."
She put my hand in her hands
"Sometimes, you grow things to watch the beauty of them when they-"
Bloom
Grow
Wilt
Rot
Entangle
Why can't I remember what she said?
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I laugh to myself
"He's right behind me, isn't he?"