| The Inner Thoughts of The Wheel |
[Jul. 15th, 2006|12:48 am] |
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How many times do I have to wake up in a different body before I will be dead? Not just dead and reborn, but dead. I'm tired of this existance actually. Tired of never knowing where I'm going to wake up next. I am Chance, but I am tired.
Adora is a sweet, sweet girl. But I would rather her not know of the hardships that she will have to endure through me. I don't want to force this existance upon another living being, but I must. Until the Arcana are freed of their mortal shells I am stuck in this place. And when she dies, I will be reborn within yet another who will feel the pain and suffering caused by being one of the Arcana.
It is an endless cycle. Just like my endless existance.
I'm so tired... Why am I so tired? I just haven't been sleeping well. Maybe a glass of something warm would help me? No. Then I would have to get up out of bed... I'll get back to sleep... eventually... |
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