Tag: journal entry

That brings me to today. I’ve dwelled in this place for nearly two weeks at this point. I have a fairly comprehensive understanding of how this realm is laid out. The creek – and, by extension, the trail that runs along it, are in the shape of a giant circle. This entire realm is bordered…

Before fully examining my surroundings, I made certain that it was secure. I wasn’t entirely sure where the waters had taken me. For all I knew, I was trespassing in someone’s home and was about to be blasted with a shotgun… Thankfully, I quickly dispelled those fears. Peeking out the window revealed an overgrown yard…

I was roused from my slumber by the sound of voices. Though they were faint, they felt… close. At first I thought some hoodlums may have wandered into my home, but… No, these voices were different. They were ever present – nothing would drown them out. I crept nervously out of my room and investigated…

Sunlight crept into that musty, old room. My room, I suppose. I still wasn’t entirely sure. I laid in bed watching particles dance in the sunlight. They reminded me of the answers I so desperately sought – ephemeral. Fleeting. The torrent of questions from the day before began sweeping into my mind once again. Lying…

Dimensions cracked and weaved together. Worlds split, reformed, then split again. Strands from realms beyond our knowledge swirled into a massive storm. Time was an illusion, and I, its master. I rode this storm with burning red intent. At last, the power I seeked was within my grasp. However, before I could reclaim what was…

I sat in that parking lot for longer than I’d like to admit. A hundred questions weighed on my mind, yet answers never came. My mind was still in too much of a blur for me to make sense of anything. As I slowly came down from my adrenaline-induced state, I was gradually overcome with…

Today is January 13th, 2017. These past few weeks have been rather strange, to say the least. I’ve found myself wandering through an unknown realm. I haven’t eaten in 10 days, and I haven’t the slightest clue who I am. I’ve decided to keep this record should my memory suddenly escape me again. My earliest…