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[asmr] whispers to your ear. [take a walk with me.] [we're going backwards now.] somewhere in a kitchen echos an argument 'they're just characters, they aren't real.' '.. THEY CAN BE.' 'its just a dying game. im real. would you really risk our friendship over a story?' '.. YES.' passing through green and orange auroras slowly trickling your face. 'close the blinds.' .. 'she's doing all the dishes.' through clouds of stardust - don't forget to fret. 'right ascension 18 hours 36 minutes 56.2 seconds' grinding echos of mathematical precision fill your ears in odd abrasive numbers. all the way to the end. bursting. we're still moving. keep steady.. 'the rumors are flying, the implications are extraordinary this morning as detection of an unidentified radio source from space can neither be confirmed nor denied.. but the military..' fade.. jupiter. saturn. nice place for a walk. 'they should have sent a poet.' fade.. the debri is quiet. asteroid chunks glimmer. [now close your eyes.] [hold my hand.] [.....] a celestial bowtie. ...... .....5 ....4 ...3 ..2 .1 . [ . you feel the effects of an inverted pretzel loop before opening your eyes . ] it was subtle. but you all changed today. 'its not going to be easy. not anymore.' ..did you feel it? .....good. | |