| username: thefrenchgoldfish
|| kalon name: Mili
|| gender: female
|| prompt: |(this is the story of how Mili becomes a drug addict and slowly recovers, but in her point of view. (what she saw and felt in her mind)
as i stepped through the gate my eyes revealed a perfect land.
and as i observed my new world i sank into a realm of song,
but quickly my intense excitement hurries away,
and tiny legs leave behind a track of endless shape;
a track of twisted creation.
the glow of a ghostly figure appears through the mist
and a loss of direction and confusion engulfs my heart.
misery and uncertainty swirl around in my mind, and i spiral downwards into a deep place.
time doesn't stop but i am running out of it, running out of this world, out of this realm.
but still i prepare my thoughts and my doubts and demolish them, i chose to be here.
a wave of hallucinations hit me and i see red sand flowing out of a mouth; a sweet mouth.
a wave of illusions hit me and i see the sky; it's painted in insanity
flowers; small flowers. they are scratching me, slashing open my veins and filling me with tears, this place was supposed to be good.
misfortune, i think. i have brought upon myself great misfortune. i cannot leave this devilish place, i cannot slip off.
a voice in my head sounds, a great, booming voice. "there is no escape, my dear" it says.
but that voice gave me strength. that voice helps me and i am climbing out of this dark spiral. i gasp for air and look around. the world has chosen to replenish itself; i, in fact, have chosen to replenish
me.
my endless terror transforms to ecstasy
and i disconnect my nerves
to the trickery of those pills.
((best read aloud to
this.))