Saturday, March 8, 2014

Speed Camping the Chronicle


I'm having a dreamed again.
The voices are far. ,13.ut they're close. Closer than they were before. Father than they would be next. They go far then come close, arid they -almost -touch then leave. Still, I can hear 30000C's voice clearly, but I can never see her expression.
Facing her is a little oni. I, -Who knows? It doesn't have anything to do with me. She love skyo in Wii way—and it seems Gensokyo will . accept everything.

The dream hasn't changed. Its a dream so elaborate tl a almost can't tell whether it's a dream or reality. Rather than being in a dream, it feels Mee I'm in reality. Like only my consciousness has been released into the dream world, and Pm looking from it at reality; it's a strange , feeling. I'm, not there, and at the same ,time.t I'm all that's there. I'm everywhere, the world is filled with me, and I'm not anywhere )Nothing is there. Nothing: nothing, nothing.

"Watch out!" I suddenly felt an impact. The weight I felt on my body told me that this wasn't a dream. It was hard to breathe. Why Faster than I thought that, I saw. The reason it was hard for me to breathe was simple; was grabbing my clothes, and as a result, I was being choked a little. I realized that saved me from falling down after I slipped. It was just, I didn't know why I was in this situation? 

"Mary, are you all right? You were spacing out, but now that I think about it, you're always spaced out, aren't you? Yeah, yeah, you're all right." "Please don't come up with your own conclusion!" "I wish you'd say I answered my own question said that triumphantly. Maybe it was supposed to be a signature phrase. Signature phrase. There was something about that word. Without thinking about it too much, I said that word which rose in my head. "I don't think you should interfere with people's signature phrases. I tilted her head and said, "That was my line from before. You're the one who interfered. I was the one who was interfered."

Now it was my turn to tilt my head. My thoughts weren't fitting together with the hentai feeling. Something was off. Everything was off. I felt a 

discrepancy between my consciousness and my will. Timidly, I asked a question. Right now, what tune is it? On looked up at the sky and answered immediately. An hour hadn't passed since we left the bus stop. It was around that time. " Where are we?" "A mountain. By the way, you're Maribel Han and I'm. We're the Hifuu club, and we're in the middle of an activity right now. Have I answered all questions? All right green?"" "There are no problems other than the English at the end." I didn't know what was, but she probably said it because I asked weird questions.