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7 years ago
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Historian’s log post Chaos wars loss of Light: 29,520.
Each and every day that I’m trapped in this body, on this planet I’m alone. Eternally alone. Not that I haven’t made friends in other humans but genuinely someone to connect with. Romantic relations aside, as I’ve not a real connection since redacted, I’ve found no one I can fully open up to. Even my two closest friends can’t understand the pain I’m in. Imagine being the only one of your kind trapped on a different planet in a different body after having outlived everyone you’ve ever known and loved. I find comfort in a few things, it dulls the pain but…I need someone to talk to. I need someone I can just…back home I was always responding to everyone. I helped out where I could and made sure everyone was happy. My friends, my daughter, my mate…everyone who mattered to me. Perhaps I’m still pining over my loss, its been 29.5 thousand years and my heart still feels like its withering. This letter, *sigh* I needed to get them off my chest because as I was laying in bed trying to bottle everything up as I always do I felt tears running down my face. Sentinal and Ílios were trying to reassure me. Sen said just listen to your favorite song and it’ll cheer you up but then he realized something. All of them are bittersweet or sad. I don’t have a single song that genuinely makes me happy. I, everyone always relied on me. I had to step up and be the leader for everyone’s sake. I did, but time went on and it got harder and harder.
…is this a coherent letter anymore?
I’m alone. I’m always alone. I’m ancient, I’m still grieving for my lost love and I’m alone. I tell myself that its pathetic because I…doesn’t matter. When you have to put a fake smile on everyday so you appear happy. When you have to try and convince yourself life on this dying, rotting planet is worth living another second rather than being back home…
…and I’m crying again, for ff…
At this point I might as well be begging, is anyone out there familiar with my home? A planet named Akashi, brilliant orange, red and yellow sky. Sugar sweet air…anybody…
I might as well go to sleep…another long day at work tomorrow. 4 hours of sleep and a 10 hour shift…sometimes when you know you need help and the hardest thing to do is ask for it…what about when you want help, but there’s nobody you can ask?
-End Log~
Each and every day that I’m trapped in this body, on this planet I’m alone. Eternally alone. Not that I haven’t made friends in other humans but genuinely someone to connect with. Romantic relations aside, as I’ve not a real connection since redacted, I’ve found no one I can fully open up to. Even my two closest friends can’t understand the pain I’m in. Imagine being the only one of your kind trapped on a different planet in a different body after having outlived everyone you’ve ever known and loved. I find comfort in a few things, it dulls the pain but…I need someone to talk to. I need someone I can just…back home I was always responding to everyone. I helped out where I could and made sure everyone was happy. My friends, my daughter, my mate…everyone who mattered to me. Perhaps I’m still pining over my loss, its been 29.5 thousand years and my heart still feels like its withering. This letter, *sigh* I needed to get them off my chest because as I was laying in bed trying to bottle everything up as I always do I felt tears running down my face. Sentinal and Ílios were trying to reassure me. Sen said just listen to your favorite song and it’ll cheer you up but then he realized something. All of them are bittersweet or sad. I don’t have a single song that genuinely makes me happy. I, everyone always relied on me. I had to step up and be the leader for everyone’s sake. I did, but time went on and it got harder and harder.
…is this a coherent letter anymore?
I’m alone. I’m always alone. I’m ancient, I’m still grieving for my lost love and I’m alone. I tell myself that its pathetic because I…doesn’t matter. When you have to put a fake smile on everyday so you appear happy. When you have to try and convince yourself life on this dying, rotting planet is worth living another second rather than being back home…
…and I’m crying again, for ff…
I might as well go to sleep…another long day at work tomorrow. 4 hours of sleep and a 10 hour shift…sometimes when you know you need help and the hardest thing to do is ask for it…what about when you want help, but there’s nobody you can ask?
-End Log~
