The deeper I sink into madness the harder I hold on to the us in you.
Enough is enough, is what I told myself when this hell begun far over a year ago. Leave me alone, is what I first told you when I saw your fading corpus in the rear mirror. Echoes from my past haunts me when you draw me into your reality. Never before have I been so afraid to lose my sanity. Are there others like me and if so, why is the cause of this not known and obvious to the people examining me? Reality is fading by every encounter where you harm the Mist. In an attempt to render your influnce void I have yet again been accused of being a drug addict. Always watching my back for rips in the shroud tires me slowly to death.
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Since I first heard about the place where you can not be I have searched for Serenity. Another day, another night - I grow impatient for an ENDLÖSUNG! Vacuum is slowly forming where I once stored happiness and felt rested. Existence don't feel as important any more.
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Many have tried to offer me comfort for my lost feelings. Every one, up to this day, have failed.
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Will you be different? This scarred soul is yours to handle as you like. Treat it well. Please return in one piece.
