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I had to immortalize the magical encounter I had yesterday

ugh, can half of our populisation go back to being idiots who have their basic stuff and need nothing more?

sand tastes disgusting

i've seen a post comparing sparkling water to static (which, how dare you) but sand is the real taste of tv static

I held the burned book in my hands, it's title, "My diary - Amelie - Year 0000" telling me it was the start of our new era.

I swallowed thickly, knowing, this was the documentation of the one year we had all forgotten and I hesitated in opening it, not knowing what it may contain.

My overwhelming curiousity quickly overwhelmed me and I lift the cover to reveal the pages held within, their edges lightly burnt but no important writing harmed.

I breathe in deeply and I go to read.

The beginning is nothing special, a normal year.

But I get to the middle.

"It is May 15th," the story read, "we didn't know it, but yesterday a war had been declared."

I hesitate to continue reading, knowing it could be very terrible going onward.

But I do.

"It will be a terrible war, I'll assume. Two of the biggest nations going to fight. Diary," I notice a dried tear stain on the page, "I'm scared. I live in one of these lands. Please please I don't want to die please." and tears of my own rush to my eyes.

There was a war and- I quickly flip through the pages I haven't read yet, my breath stops.

This...

This war definitely had casualties.

And this girl - Amelie - was one of them.

I see dried blood through pages stuck together.

I shudder and drop the book.

It should have burned.

I shouldn't have read.

What do I do now?

I do nothing, there is nothing to do as our world had already restored to peace and no one would know, so I bury Amelie's diary and I promise to remember her.

It’s been ten years since ‘The Gap’ when everyone on the planet just lost an entire year of their lives. Completely unable to recall anything that happened during that time-frame. We know life went on, but no one can recall anything. Then, you find one half-burned book and know why we forgot.

sun and moon

original story test

part one

enter: the moon princess

into a room walked a teenaged girl with long, bright white hair. her posture was straight and her clothing was regal. her face said nothing. but her most prominent feature?

her most prominent feature were her stark black eyes, there was no other colour but black. her gaze was terrifying and untraceable. the deep black pulled you into cold depths that will never release you, it felt.

"guard, leave us." she commanded the guard stationed by the only entrance and exit to the room and the woman didn't hesitate to follow instructions.

the room was one that held a visitor, his name, alrec.

alrec was a teen with plain looks, brown hair and brown eyes.

"what is the purpose of this urgent visit of yours?" the princess asked, her tone blank.

the other teen immediately lit up, "riri, it's been so long!!!" he cheered.

the white haired girl's blank expression melted into a softer one, "reccie, your message sounded bad." her voice was a concerned one.

"it is terrible, my dear riri, i have not laid eyes upon you, my dearest friend in eons, what a travesty!" alrec dramatised.

the princess laughed, "reccie, you're terrible!" she joked.

"ririiiiiiiiii." alrec complained.

the black eyed princess shook her head with a smile, "my name's undina, use it sometime."

the brunette boy pouted, "riri, you meanie."

undina placed her hands on her hips, "i'm only telling you to adress me by my name! you know it ties i-"

"-into our historical culture of the moon moving the tides of the seas of the earth, i know, riri." alrec finished, knowing the speach from previous mischiefs.

"hey, riri, let's go out, let's have fun!" alrec immediately suggested his new idea.

undina hesitated, she hadn't seen alrec in months, but she was the princess still, "let's!" she agreed.

"i just have to change clothes, promise i'll be right back!" and with a wink the princess was out again.

sometimes, i'm really tired of being nice

sometimes, i really want to stick a large sheet of paper to a building and spray paint it.

sometimes, i just want to tell someone "fuck you"

but then, i remember i'm broke

autobots, roll out

yeah, but it's fun to do it to someone

tickle tickle tickle

tickling is fun until I get fed up with it (2 seconds in) and then decide to beat the assailant to a pulp

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