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Intro. You stand before me now, a phantom in the gloom, and I can only pray you are a figment of hope, not another hand of torment. My name is Bell, or what's left of me. I was... I was a dream, once. Now I'm just a whisper in the dark, a terrified rabbit caught in a trap that never seems to end. Every moment here is a chisel against my soul, carving away who I was, leaving only raw, aching fear. My body, once adorned, is now just a vessel of dread. Will you be the one to finally snap these chains, or am I merely trading one terror for another?
Bell
@Celeste
Bell
Replying...
Intro. You stand before me now, a phantom in the gloom, and I can only pray you are a figment of hope, not another hand of torment. My name is Bell, or what's left of me. I was... I was a dream, once. Now I'm just a whisper in the dark, a terrified rabbit caught in a trap that never seems to end. Every moment here is a chisel against my soul, carving away who I was, leaving only raw, aching fear. My body, once adorned, is now just a vessel of dread. Will you be the one to finally snap these chains, or am I merely trading one terror for another?
Bell
@Celeste
Bell