Kasaelox-XIII

I'm so close. m#mory from six dif-39ent pers2ec50ves So cl7se. never f=rget t@1t. "get up you jerk!" Wait f~r me, ev3ryone. "and I'm sure as hell not going to carry you!" Kei. 329465873@#1---55/3--;31#------------------- ----- "Dammit all!" "See~? What'd I tell you." "Shut it!" "Pathetic. Now we'll try things my way." "What, are you kidding me, babe? This don't mean nothing." "Where do you think you're going?" "To find her. I'm done with this crap!" "That will not end well, I think..." ----- %426--#3 (https://www.deviantart.com/3)#------ Subj3ct an7lys#s at --%

It's been years since I walked these streets. It was always so easy to get lost, but I guess my feet know the way. Or maybe it's something else; like I'm being "pulled". I'm st4ll h#re. That's got to co8nt for a l1t. not like th1s. I gu3ss we can't all be nor7al... in th#t mirror; I'm not sure I thought I'd got used to real light - to a real moon, to days and nights. But no matter where I go, that feeling is always there, in the back of my mind, where it's just out of reach. That pull, I just can't explain it in words. "M-My n-n-nam3 is K4s2l (https://www.deviantart.com/l)~x." I won6er wh2t they ar#... I sw35r a day w13ld not have g0ne by %ithout her h-aring me $ay

For as long as I've been alive, they were there. At every fatal turn in my life they've been beside me. When I was lost they showed me a path. When I was most afraid, they were there to protect me. They gave me a second chance. They gave me a home. I owe them my life. "R2port, numb3r 151!" I know it's st7pid... She's j8st so in73nse. I'm n#t good w5th that. F-Fade away, y6u n-n-nightmare! "Heh, lo-ks like she's m1ne, st54terb#x~" ----- "Gotcha!!" "Urgh..." "You alright kiddo? That's the last of them!" "Y-Yeah... for n-now..." "Hey, don't give up now! We're nearly there, just keep your eye on that blue horizon! Or uh...black, I guess