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Violet, Me, Them & One Heart




Several days passed without seeing anyone here again. 

My bubble ship was fixed and I went back to camouflaging myself underwater after answering their questions. They know that I planted a word but that I had to leave soon.

 Perhaps my audacity took its toll on my kind guests. At the time that I am most likely they are hanging dead. They will have been sentenced to death for telling illogical visions. 

Oh! What did I do!

Why did this happened?! Why did I chose to come at this time? I am so selfish!


All for wanting to see a stupid word sprout!

Now I can only cry.

She paints terrible images in me that I try not to draw... 


What do I hear?

What do I see?

What is that!