Cosmicalism
Legacy Name: Cosmicalism

One ~ Two


You look around you and all you see is darkness. You blink and rub your eyes, unsure if the darkness is real or not, but no amount of blinking or rubbing makes the darkness go away. The wind picks up slightly, and with it comes an odd sort of musky smell. No, not musky, more like, damp wood, mold and rain. Afraid to move, you slowly crouch down to feel around the ground. Its damp, which more than likely explains the smell of rain. Very hesitantly you sit down. You can feel the dampness soak into your clothes. You close your eyes again.

When you open your eyes again, your surprised you can actually see this time. Granted, you can't see much, but you can see trees, or at least what you think is shadows of trees. In front of you is a makeshift trail, that twists and bends, and appears to go on for miles. Having nothing better to do, and still unsure of where you are, you decide to at least follow the trail. What could happen? At most, you hope to run into someone who knows where you are. You stand up slowly, and dust the dirt and whatnot off your clothes. Slowly you head down the trail.

"Welcome to Wonderland," says a voice from somewhere in the dark. You glace to your right and see nothing but shadows, when suddenly out of the corner of your eye you see a shadow move deeper into the dark on your left. You turn your head to quickly, you almost give yourself whiplash.

Craning your neck partly in a attempt to relax the muscle, but mostly trying to see where that shadow went, when it speaks again. "This isn't your mothers Wonderland." It says, making sure to stay well hidden.

"We don't have little white rabbits bouncing around gaily chiming about how they are. Nor do we have fat little queens threatening to chop your head clean off your shoulders." It pauses, and your unsure if you should say anything. Before you can open your mouth, it speaks again. "No pot smoking caterpillar's either." Another pause. This one longer than the last. You take a step towards the voice, only to stumble back at least 3 steps in the opposite direction.

As you stumble backwards, the shadow steps forward. It seems to be a tall man with a skeleton frame, and long dark hair. He wears what seems to be a permanent twisted smile of sorts. You also take note of his top hat, and his tattered and dirty suit. "This isn't a place for smiles and frills. Happy endings are old wives tales, and your nightmares are the only truth."

He bows, and tips his hat in a very gentlemanly manner. As he disappears back into the shadows, you hear him whisper, "Welcome to Wonderland. Welcome, my dear, to my nightmare..."

It was dark, and a semi thick fog filled the air. The only light came from a lamp post, which seemed so far to shine brightly despite the darkness and the fog. As the breeze tried to blow away a bit of the fog, it also blew in more.

As your eyes start to focus to the minimal light, you see the same familiar skeleton frame. Only this time, he's not alone. He has, someone, or something with him. Whatever it was, it was obvious it was shorter than him, seeing at it only stood as tall as his shoulder.

"I don't like the night noises," said a female voice quietly and barely audible. She wrapped her arms tighter around his waist and buried her face into his chest. He stroked her long raven dark hair, and then cupped her face into his hands. He gently tilted her head back so he could look into her eyes. "My dear Lamb," he said, "I would never let anything bad happen to you." He then kissed her forehead, then the tip of her nose, and finally her lips.

She smiled a small smile, then slowly lowered her head. When she lifted it a little, she looked right in your direction, but didn't flinch or blink when she seen you. Did she even see you? How could she have not, you were right in her line of vision. But there she was, staring right past you. "Can I ask you something?" His head tilted slightly, as his eyes followed hers. "Anything my love." She continued to look in your direction, obviously right through you. It was like you didn't even exist. When she finally broke her stare she looked at him, and said "Why are you still fighting?"

His hands went from her shoulders to the small of her back, and said, "Why am I still fighting?

Simple

You. I've never had a girl like you, I've never had a girl wrapped around my finger as much as you. You're unique, in many many ways.

In all seriousness, you're unlike any girl I've met so far in my 19 years of existence. One I wanna keep, one I by any means, do not want to lose.

As I was just telling dad, you're a keeper. Its just getting you that is the hard part. So I'm going to stick around and fight whatever battles I must face until I win the war and call you mine. I wasn't kidding when I said I wanted you to be my last relationship. Its just a matter of when you'll be my last relationship.

You are serious, you are you, you are precious, and your heart bears no limits.

I love you, and everything about you.

That my love, is why I have stayed and played the games I've played."

Everything then fades to blackness again.

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