It's more like... I'll lose my connection with my body. Right now, I can talk, run and jump like anyone else. But, over time, I'll start doing those things a little slower than others. Until, eventually, I won't be able to do anything.
The lines between what's real and what isn't become so blurry I can't tell them apart.
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The lines between what's real and what isn't become so blurry I can't tell them apart.
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[ horrible. depressing. a little terrifying. nothing she hasn't heard before, probably. ]
...Sorry, I - I shouldn't be nosy. It's not my business.
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If there's all those planets like you said, then there has to be one who'd know what to do.
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[ There's only one type of destiny, but until then, it's her right to fight every step of the way. ]
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Then you will. Maybe after we leave here you'll find the right place.
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[Or she'll die trying.]