Player: @capt.obvious

Character Bio

There is a bitterness of the soul that cannot be meliorated with the balm of Gilead.
No nepenthe can soothe its pain; no instrument can stitch its wound.
It is forever facing backward, below the heath, above the sea.
This is the turmoil; this is the confusion; this is the feeling of loss.

His dreams allotted him a false sense of power and control.
Yet, mercifully, they also mollified him with a milieu of clemency.
Here he was truly the master of his domain.
Here he meted out punishments and rewards.

But the waking to reality proves too wanting.
The disillusionment closes in so fast that he cannot breathe.
The mind slowly registers the subterfuge.
The heart's rhythm slows down; bile rises to the throat.

He shakes his head, disturbing the cobwebs of his meditations.
Reality quickly sinks in, and the vestiges of the dream begin to fade.
But the nascent feelings will never wane.
If only, they will linger as her image imprints on his soul.

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