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【username】:
edgy cat of DOOM
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【name】:
Lennon
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【gender】:
Male
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【dream】:
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He was only a small viscling when it happened, barely a year old. Curled up in his small den, separate from the rest of his family due to the lack of room, he closed his sleepy eyes. The wind was howling like a wolf, or maybe there were actually wolves; he couldn't tell. The young viscet never had trouble sleeping, and this night was no different. His mother had kissed him goodnight about 2 minutes ago. He felt content and cozy, despite the fact it was practically a tropical storm.
Until suddenly, everything around him was falling.
He screamed, but nobody seemed to care. He saw everyone falling, along with the island he called home. Everything was just being swallowed up by the sea. He began to hear some sort of distorted laughter. "This is not funny! Why on Earth are you laughing?" he screamed as loud as he possibly could, tears streaming down his face faster than the pouring rain. The laughter was becoming more and more distorted and horrible. He could feel himself shaking uncontrollably. Where could this laughter be coming from? He looked around, all the land that was once there was now just a black void. The only thing still holding him was a small, sandy floating piece of land. The laughter wouldn't stop. He screamed again, but nothing happened. His voice just echoed, no replies.
All silence, except for the terrible laughter. Skeletal birds with a purple outline began to circle around him. Were they the ones laughing? It sure looked like it. He was so scared and helpless. The laughter came to an ear-piercing volume. He tried to scream one more time, but nothing came out. He kept trying to yell at the birds who circled around him.
Nothing, not even a squeak.
He looked down, chains now clamped onto his paws. His breathing was so quick, yet so silent. All that he loved was gone, and he was stuck in a black void. He was gonna die here. The laughter turned into a loud screech, making him feel as if he was gonna go deaf.
He collapsed to the ground, and continued to shake. The birds flew down, beginning to peck him. He couldn't fight them off if he tried. This was the end of him, he was gonna be eaten alive by terrifying birds. He began to disintegrate. His tail was chipping away, and he didn't understand why. After about a minute, he knew he was gone.
He woke up in the small den, his mother staring at him. He leaped at her and hugged her, no hesitation. "I.. missed you so much." he said, and jumped at the sound of his voice. "I.. I can speak!" he exclaimed. His mother was extremely confused, but he didn't explain. He didn't want to relive it. He was so happy just to be alive. This happiness didn't last long, though. The laughter began to play through his head again. He froze up, and his mother continued to stare at him. "Is something wrong, honey?" she asked. He didn't reply, for he couldn't hear her. He could see the birds swarming around his mother. "Mother! Get out of the way!" he yelped. She didn't move, simply jumped a bit, and he saw the birds attack her til she was nothing. He began to cry again. He couldn't see his mother, despite the fact she was standing right in front of him. Someone was messing with his head. "What's wrong, darling?" she said. He still couldn't hear her over the sound of the laughter. He ran out of the den, feeling the soft, warm sand under his paws. His sister looked at him. "Finally you're up, sleepy head." she said. He still couldn't hear her, or anyone else. The terrible laughter went on and on in his mind, and the birds all swarmed around his family members. They vanished one by one. He ran as far as his legs would take him.
He is an adult now, yet he is still being toyed with. Every night he has a similar dream, different people he cares about die and then seem to vanish in real life. Because of this, he never befriends anyone. He believes he's bad luck, and that everyone will simply vanish if he simply talks to them. He never sleeps, either. He's gone insane because of a silly dream, yet it never seems that simple to him. Every day and night he hears the distorted laughter, nearly unable to hear anything else.
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xxxM★ the folly of man ∞ ⚢
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