Thoughts, Memories and Combinations of Words.

[Carôusoul]

In here. Not quite poetry; not quite fiction. We'll see somewhere along the line. It is building up. We'll see how it evolves. We'll see. Remember; nothing can begin nor end

[Carôusoul]

Ultimately; it is not ending here; it is beginning. You may be forgiven for interpreting an ending into a beginning. Perhaps even alive. ---------------------------------------------- A blank face. "Why?" "Maybe... It wants something?" "What does it want?" "Quiet child." ---------------===========-------------=-----------===----------- "Dynasty?" No longer. I thought as much. However since I have been thrown; physically and mentally. This isn't even real; how can it be? SCREAMS. "I don't understand the question actually." She looks at me. "No? Never mind. " "It is finished; you may leave now." We are walking; together. Doors lie open. The cool air refreshes us. Maple trees overlook the roof; they long for the forest. This is where we shall remain. 15 Minutes; maybe 20. We'll see how good you are. "Beware. That gateway lies in disrepair; however you should not approach it." "Why?" "No-one alive knows why. Why shouldn't a gateway be in disrepair?" "Does no-one care for such things?" "What's to care for? Steel, paint?" "Whats to care for? Flesh, bone?" "Witty. Forget {SP?} the gateway. If I see you nearby I will take action." ==---Interlude---== A phone rang. "What time is it?" "I heard she talked to him." We hear applauds. "Whatever went on two days ago?" We hear laughter from the audience ==---Interlude---== I am back. "What happened? We were worried?" I am back. "That is good enough; my love." Fleetingly; I glanced to the gate. The gate glanced back. I felt it's eyes on me. Raping. --------------------------------------------.;.p.p---.p..p.--- The blank face remains. It stares. It is void of emotion. "Why is it staring at me?" "What are you talking about, mother?" "Why is the face staring at me?" "What face?" I look; my daughter gazes at me. "Mother?" The face. A blank expression. It stares to the heavens and feels its cry. I am not. Once she is gone I remain. I know I am watched. I have to go back It must be.. the only way? No. I cannot accept defeat with such.. spinelessness. "YOU ARE." "What are you doing?!" " I have no purpose. This. Never. Never. Never." ...Never? I ran. Is this house mine? It surely is becau- 0000/----------------------------------------------------------------------- If I exist below the main text do I exist? I asked myself this and other questions as I stared up through the bars seperating me.

[Carôusoul]

I find myself here. I am apparently no longer trapped in those bars. But;; With a slight raise I am.. how can this be. I will find you; there will be a gateway. I will find you. --------------------////--------------.....................-------------;;;;;;;;;- Outside in the park; things aren''t the same. A thin fog surrounds me as I stumble. Where have I been? Who was back there? If I recall there was a face. A blank face; staring at me. I was with someone. Wasn't I? I am lost. I am lost. I am lost. The trees whisper amongst themselves as they watch. They look on. Where is this? -The Forest -The Forest. It seems not.. What is in the forest? The trees live there. The trees; yes. I suspected it. They aid each other; they pull. They strain from the ground; ripping and tearing. They live. Burning. This is the forest. -Then why is there stones? Stones. The stones talk to the trees. They too watch me stumble. I see their true nature reflected upon the waters. They are monoliths of the earth; taller than even a ferret. No. No. What is "Ferret?" FURONE. What did I think? "FURONE"? What is this? Regardless. The roots are creeping. Clawing at me. ==========================--------========================= It has been at least two days,. The dynasty isnow////@ ukpf pf ,[u d b[gt I can't stand it. I can't stand it. Youa re staring through me. "The gateway stares at me!" "Which gateway?" "The gateway in disrepair!" "None of our gateways are in disrepair. Why think such proposterous thoughts?!" "You told me to beware the gateway." "I did not." "You did. Two days ago. I remember" "There is no days here. There is no memory." Shock sets in. SHock. The gateway calls. I have to. I have to I have.. What? I have... What do you have? "to." Oh. ----------------------===========@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@=]]]]]]]]] Identity; it seems. Who are these characters. There is alot of dialogue; but I for one would appreciate seeing some narrative; at least explain who these people are. As it stands we are fumbling in the dark trying to follow these sparse clues. EITHER WA- [[[[[[[[[;//////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// I trip. Fall.. The trees glare at me. I am near a stone. "Who are you~? This is our forest? WHY WOULD YOU RAPE US~!" i. I. Help. There is no help to be found here. I see as much now. I collapse. The church is looming ahead. I must make it to the church. I cannot sleep here. The trees whisper threats. I must escape. I must... ================================================== =============== I burst out; the doors fling aside. The sun burns my face; I do not care. I run towards the gateway. I must. It feels me. I must. I must I must I pass through; my flesh becomes cold, raw. I wake up; alert. On the darkness of the moor. ...

[Carôusoul]

"Soon he will be leaving.." They are crouched; watching through a gap. "What is he doing?" They look bemused. "What is he achieving?" They murmur; curses and all other foul words as they peep. One laughs. "He is ignorant; correct it" "Correct what?" Another replies "The trees. They do not menace our protagonist. They love her." He grins. "Why?" "How do you know?" His voice trembles for a moment. "I saw her" DEATH. THEY DIE. But. No buts. They knew too much.

[Carôusoul]

Roll credits. -This is an ending. Of course.

[Carôusoul]

And... fade to black..