"I am uncertain, but it's not good. Maybe I'm just going insane." He slumps back against the headboard. "I keep seeing it all go away. Things change, die, corrupt, die, over and over again. Not just people, things, but the entire world. I don't know what it means." He rubs his face with his hand. "Or maybe my imagination is running away from me."
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Date: 2008-04-12 02:00 am (UTC)