CheertheSecond
The second coming of CheertheDead
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Have you ever read a book that gave you the sensation that you, the readers, and the protag were walking on a foggy forest. The fog was too thick to see more than several steps ahead. The forest was too great that sunlight couldn’t reach your face.
In this place, not even the gentlest of breeze existed. You were assaulted by the silence and the odourless scent of nothing. You were frightened by the deadness of the trees and fallen logs. The brightness was just enough for you to recognise the shape or the lightness of the colour, but far from making it easy for you to inspect the details.
You encountered people on the way. The largest group, you didn’t need to use more than one hand to count the number. Mostly, you met a single person either resting on the way, going the opposite way to you, or cutting through your path. They all wore different attire belonging to different times and places. Some were annoyed because of not knowing the way to take. Some were scared… by many things: not knowing the purpose of them being here, not knowing what to do, not knowing what were ahead, discouraged by the darkness, etc. Others were dejected and had given up. The rest were lost by whatever mean of the word.
No one tried to follow you nor allowed you to follow them. Furthermore, if you tried to stalk somebody, you would always lose track of them.
And the sound and voice you heard, be it far away out of sight or from people who were talking right in front of you, were greatly amplified, stretched, echoing.
You have never encountered any danger or dreadful things on the way but this off-putting feeling in your stomach would never leave you alone.
You were disoriented by the silence, the lack of direction. The blurry experience that your fuzzy memory found it hard to accurately recall the precise details. The empty space were so suffocated for being too expansive. Your mind felt like it was having hay fever being forced to witness all the happenings that had familiar traits but also unfamiliar and out of place characteristics.
It made the entire walk unreal like you were in a deep dream. You got the feeling of adventurous while reading it but also an uncomfortable feeling because you reasoned that this kind of adventure was not made for the human mind.
In this place, not even the gentlest of breeze existed. You were assaulted by the silence and the odourless scent of nothing. You were frightened by the deadness of the trees and fallen logs. The brightness was just enough for you to recognise the shape or the lightness of the colour, but far from making it easy for you to inspect the details.
You encountered people on the way. The largest group, you didn’t need to use more than one hand to count the number. Mostly, you met a single person either resting on the way, going the opposite way to you, or cutting through your path. They all wore different attire belonging to different times and places. Some were annoyed because of not knowing the way to take. Some were scared… by many things: not knowing the purpose of them being here, not knowing what to do, not knowing what were ahead, discouraged by the darkness, etc. Others were dejected and had given up. The rest were lost by whatever mean of the word.
No one tried to follow you nor allowed you to follow them. Furthermore, if you tried to stalk somebody, you would always lose track of them.
And the sound and voice you heard, be it far away out of sight or from people who were talking right in front of you, were greatly amplified, stretched, echoing.
You have never encountered any danger or dreadful things on the way but this off-putting feeling in your stomach would never leave you alone.
You were disoriented by the silence, the lack of direction. The blurry experience that your fuzzy memory found it hard to accurately recall the precise details. The empty space were so suffocated for being too expansive. Your mind felt like it was having hay fever being forced to witness all the happenings that had familiar traits but also unfamiliar and out of place characteristics.
It made the entire walk unreal like you were in a deep dream. You got the feeling of adventurous while reading it but also an uncomfortable feeling because you reasoned that this kind of adventure was not made for the human mind.
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