[ YOU KNOW. You know in another universe this would feel....
Okay, familiar is not the right word. But it sure is ironic. Like being pulled into another life, another make believe world except -
He can feel their pain like its his own, from the crazy loud voices. He is one of them - wherever they are he belongs there. He has to. He's pulled and pulled and the story becomes his own, the pain becomes his own. Words and stories and lives tear and etch and then -
He hears Buttercup in a distant way, unreachable. Unable to truly be known because she is there and he is here and now -
Now, in the last moment, before he can be pulled he's back and gasping for air, the scream is still in his throat and the book is dropped. Forgotten (fully). But the lingering feeling doesn't loosen.]
Re: DISCUSSION
Okay, familiar is not the right word. But it sure is ironic. Like being pulled into another life, another make believe world except -
He can feel their pain like its his own, from the crazy loud voices. He is one of them - wherever they are he belongs there. He has to. He's pulled and pulled and the story becomes his own, the pain becomes his own. Words and stories and lives tear and etch and then -
He hears Buttercup in a distant way, unreachable. Unable to truly be known because she is there and he is here and now -
Now, in the last moment, before he can be pulled he's back and gasping for air, the scream is still in his throat and the book is dropped. Forgotten (fully). But the lingering feeling doesn't loosen.]