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Bliss.

Freedom.

Solace.

Peace.

Greenery exploding with a spectrum of color beyond human comprehension. Fragrance from flowers and vines polluting every feasible airway in attempts to intoxicate, succeeding miserably. You can feel the earth gliding and molding between your toes and underneath your feet, the soil mixing and churning about as you dance in your dream land sanctuary. The meadow, alive and well, drawing you in any and every way it can. (You're) Happy.

Happy.

Happy.

Happy.

The voice isn't screaming at you now. You can scream in joy. No one can hear you. You're too far away from them. Beyond their constrictions. Their confinements. No one will care. You can flow like water through these trees, these flowers, these feelings, and nothing can stop you. No more rules, no regulations or regulators. Just your body, your soul, your mind, and all the beautiful sensations your feeble senses can provide. (It's) Beautiful.

Beautiful.

Beautiful.

Beautiful.

This is consuming you. You can close your eyes but you will still see everything. This true knowledge is overwhelming you with feelings that you were never allowed to feel, never permitted to know the existence of. It's like a day in God's shoes before humans ruined everything. These feelings. (They're) Exhilarating.

Exhilarating.

Exhilarating.

Exh..ilarating.

You collapse on the ground. And.. you.. feel.. invaded. Something? Here with you. Your space is corrupted, your bounds overstepped.

You.

Open your eyes.

Was that an action?

Or an order?

Your eyes are open now and there is something pale and black defacing all your beauty. A person, you realize. Directly above you. Something in his hand. An axe? Yes.

What?

What does it want?

(Did you say that out loud?)

Nothing moves in its black abyss of a face, but you hear it speaking.

(Wake up. I see you.)

Why?

(I see you.)

How?

(You're so far away.)

(No one can hear you breathing.)

Stop.

(No one will hear you screaming.)

No.

(Say goodnight.)

Plea..se.

The syllable barely gets beyond your lips as the axe is buried in your throat.

(You ran so far away, you made it so easy.)

(It's alright.)

(In the end, we all fall down.)

Your gravity has betrayed you.