Twisted Transistor

[MalfGuy2]

Do You Believe In Gravity?

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I fill my diary with my letters & idle ponderings, along with a little extra pamphlet to let my stream of consciousness write undisturbed.
Much can change in one year.
The world's whispers occlude my hearing. The Mana Runes can't always keep up anymore.
Synth-flesh burns where The Star-Eater Wyrm had managed a couple good shots.
A recipe for disaster, as if we were destined to bring back such balance once more.
Fate still calls to us, all the way on the other side of the continent.
Like an inevitability,
A constant background force in this world,
I can't help but wonder,
O, I wonder,
With the pretender and my best friends dead, was it worth it?
Will the world ever be the same?
Will I ever be the same?
I can't help but realize that I'm doing what the speedster Gary did all those years ago.
Can I survive, where a regular man couldn't?
If We dipped Our hands through Time,
Would they stay the same?
The tides of chaos slowly ebb and flow.
There is little left, but to take responsibility.
Will Andy still care..?
Will Azalea..?
Father grows too distant, too old to command much any longer.
But We don't.
Oh, I know, I know...
That it's true,
That's what everybody says to me,
Why can't you see,
The Garden Over Heaven.
Deep in Our heart,
Written over the stars...

And as We wind on down the road,
The shadows taller than Our Souls,
There walks a Silver Lady We all know,
Whom shines white light and wants to show,
How everything still turns to gold,
And if you listen very hard,
The tune may come to you at last,
When all is one, and one is all,
And Her Grace is building,
And We're building,
The stairway to heaven.
The End Of Time.