#starworn-shackles

[star-scattered-observer]

It hurts.

I can feel it festering in the heavens above.

The wound bleeds and stains the lands in blood.

I'm scared.

[star-scattered-observer]

hello! i think a couple of my friends had already introduced themselves.. i'm comedian anon! i'm called silly these days, though. ^_^

i had, uh, heard the recent commotion coming from observer's blog, and i've gathered that you seem to be its friend! it's 'ice to meet you, heh. observer seems to be a lot happier with you around. .. but, uh.. you- you don't happen to be following that.. light it keeps talking about, right? not like it scares me, i think it- it left me a bit 'starstruck'! ^_^

Well, well!

It's nice to meet you, Comedian.

You'd be correct in the assumption that Observer and I are friends.

We have friends been since childhood.

I feared that my... extended absence had lead to some distance between us.

Those fears have not entirely come to fruition.

No. I don't follow the light, and I don't think I ever will.

I feel as if you are right to be scared of it.

[star-scattered-observer]

It’s so good to hear from you again, Stargazer.

How have you been? Where have you been? I haven’t heard from you in an awful long time. Even longer than them. I was almost convinced you- ahah… hm. Passed, I suppose. I’m so glad to see that you haven’t.

Isn’t it wonderful though, how the light brought us together again? I think it is. The light—Oh it’s wonderful, I shall catch you up on it another time, though, I’m afraid I’m terribly busy at the moment. The light, though… It’s benevolent and kind, your appearance has shown me such! There is no need to worry, for the light is by our side, and the light will continue to guide us.

I will keep watch of the stars, friend. May your path shine brighter.

Sincerely, your friend.

...It's good to hear from you too, Observer.

I-

I've been... elsewhere.

A place where the concept of time is warped.

I have spent what feels like eons in waiting, staining the stars with wisps of my existence.

I've forgotten the warmth of the sun.

I've forgotten the taste of fresh fruit.

I've forgotten the scent of wet earth.

I will never be the same again.

I may as well have died.

My presence here and now isn't a trick of the light.

The fates, cruel as they are, have given my voice back.

I can see. I can hear. Yet I am trapped; powerless, armed with only a voice.

...I am sorry, Observer.

It has been so, so long.

[star-scattered-observer]

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[star-scattered-observer]

Friend, hello and good morning!

I hear that you are worried for me friend, and I appreciate it, but there truly is no such reason to be! Even if you do not wish to follow, the light will love and favor you nonetheless. It does not judge.

Are you well, though? Ahah, perhaps hypocritical of me to say, but I worry for you. Things may have changed, yes—but I’m still Observer. You are still Stargazer…right?

Sincerely, your friend.

...Good morning, Observer.

...

You shouldn't worry about me.

...

Am I?

Am I still Stargazer, broken and numb as I am?

Have the replaced pieces made a different whole?

...Who am I?

...

I'm sorry, Observer.

I'm so, so sorry.

[star-scattered-observer]

I'm glad to hear you also share my concerns for them, I was starting to think it was only me who thought it was a tad strange the way they've been acting recently.

Is it just me or does it seem like they are... deteriorating?

They've definitely deteriorated.

It never...

...

Acted in this manner.

...My apologies.

I'm sure you understand how distressing this is.

[star-scattered-observer]

,,have you been taking care of yourself after this?

...

not-

not really.

[star-scattered-observer]

star-stargazer, are you okay? what am i saying, you're- you're obviously not. ugh, what i was trying to say is that- do you.. need any company? anyone to talk to? especially after- after observer.. after.. everything, the least everyone can do now is comfort one other. right? must've been bad if comedian couldn't even find a joke for this.

...

please.

please stay.