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johnny_truantJohnny is drifting.
Big deal, he's done it before. Made a lifetime out of it. A big colorful sob story, colorful even without the birds of paradise. Not so colorful now, his eyes shining little pinpricks of black in the fathomless darkness. He's in the house of course, he finally found it, now he's following Navidson's path through it like he was probably always meant to. If only he had some books to burn
Johnny is drifting. Johnny is wandering. Johnny is truant. He cracks a smile hard enough to cut glass and laughs, dry as paper.
The void is formless, so imagine his surprise when there's a form that comes out of it. He was supposed to be alone here. It's behind him but he sees it anyway (he always looks) and he sweeps around, expecting - the Beast? Zagreus? Something unknown, unearned, unnamed?
It's none of those. It's better.It's worse.
"Fuck," he says amiably. "I didn't want you to see me like this."
Big deal, he's done it before. Made a lifetime out of it. A big colorful sob story, colorful even without the birds of paradise. Not so colorful now, his eyes shining little pinpricks of black in the fathomless darkness. He's in the house of course, he finally found it, now he's following Navidson's path through it like he was probably always meant to. If only he had some books to burn
Johnny is drifting. Johnny is wandering. Johnny is truant. He cracks a smile hard enough to cut glass and laughs, dry as paper.
The void is formless, so imagine his surprise when there's a form that comes out of it. He was supposed to be alone here. It's behind him but he sees it anyway (he always looks) and he sweeps around, expecting - the Beast? Zagreus? Something unknown, unearned, unnamed?
It's none of those. It's better.
"Fuck," he says amiably. "I didn't want you to see me like this."
