Boundary Convention
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Walking among the ruins, I am no stranger to those absurd and bloody scenes.
This is a dream, everything can happen, crazy people, brutal killings, in this decadent background, everything looks so reasonable and appropriate.
This is not a lifeless world... but a world where all life will go to destruction on its own, an extremely crazy world.
I knew I was in a dream, all alone under that gray sky... because it wasn't the first time.
I walked around the small pit formed by the pool of blood at my feet, and I turned a deaf ear to the groans and screams on both sides of the road. No one is able to stop these things, nor does anyone want to stop them. In my past dreams, I seemed to have tried to interfere with these ongoing atrocities, but neither the perpetrator nor the victim ignored me as if I didn't exist here. The sadists continued to torture, the mourners continued to howl, the clanging of swords, the bursting of flesh and blood, these sounds were heard endlessly, one after another.
Occasionally, some guys next to me will spray blood on me, and the clothes will be wet, which is unpleasant. The sped-up voice said something to me, and moved on to find the next victim.
I can't understand what they're saying... but there's no doubt it's meant for me, and these doomsday whispers are chilling enough. Walking through the horrifyingly shaped buildings, the sky gradually turned white, and the shadows cast by the ruins became more and more sticky, as if if you accidentally stepped into it, you would fall into a swamp.
And this is also a sign that this dream will end-the sun is about to come out, and "she" is also coming.
'She' always appears somewhere high, coming with the slowly rising sun. I don't know who 'she' is. Although I have seen her many times, I have never seen her posture clearly in this dazzling backlight. The only thing that can be known is her color, which is the same low-purity color as this gray world.
It’s like the whimsy of a video painting master, using a pencil or a carbon stick to smear on the drawing paper arbitrarily...
And 'she' is the end of this dream, and whenever she appears, this dream will also come to an abrupt end. Sometimes I have this feeling that the only reason I wander in my dreams is to find her. And 'she', the reason why she appeared in this dream is also to wait for me...but I don't understand the meaning.
"Who... are you? Where is... where?"
I don't know how many times I have repeated this question, but I have never received a positive answer, whether it is the people around who are performing the massacre... or "her". The only clue is the words that 'she' said with her lips parted at the moment when the sun rose to its highest point. But at this moment, the dream came to an abrupt end.
'She' does want to convey something to me, unlike those people who are soaked in blood, 'she' can indeed perceive me, but all words in this world seem to be cursed by infinite acceleration, no matter how much The second time, all I heard was a series of extremely fast tones without logic... What is 'she' trying to tell me? ——Every time before my consciousness gradually fades into darkness, I repeat this meaningless thinking again and again...
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