Asleep, trapped within the dark confines of my own mind. As I drift from memory to memory, dreaming of a time long past, I begin to think to myself. Time. Funny. Time seems to have no meaning here. This is not my first time to sleep like this. Awake I can feel Time's gears slowly moving around me but not directly affecting me. Asleep, my mind is cast into an abyss. No way of knowing what has happened around me. What world shall I wake to I wonder? What sort of world has time wrought?
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Vampireking777
17:31 Feb 18 2019
Well mind will drift memory to memory the longer you life the long time seem to just take you with it be seeing past the abyss their a bright side