Heartstrings

Are you... one of those? It’s okay, really. You can stay here for a while. I can’t offer forgiveness, but I can offer a place of rest, little beast.

Welcome to you all. You’re free to roam the grounds, or give a prayer to the stars, if you’d like~.

I just want to go home.

A step forward, I am totally lost between the thorns and hedges. Every which way leads back to where I started... Right when I start to feel lost, I am disappointed, to be standing in the same place over and again. How could the feeling of familiarity bring such discomfort? And yet, I must continue walking, else that cruel specter of metal and brass may catch me.

“‘Your palace?’ The way I see it, if you wanted to keep piling up your shiny treasures and fancy gadgets all kept away for yourself, you shouldn’t have made it this entertaining to steal them~”

Dancing about, soft music playing, a thousand lights, a star-spotted sea. Night after night, wishing and praying, yet the same reflection greeted me.

"Mr. Venczel! What are those little fires? Lightning bugs? They look so pretty~ Do you think there's creatures climbing about in the trees way above us? There's beetles crawling out of the moss here! Look look Mr. Venczel, these mushrooms, they're glowing as if magic! A chemical reaction? So it's not magic? Well either way! Aaaa― What do you mean I 'shouldn't eat it'?"

Round and round, around, spinning lights, dancing figures, a never ending Carnival!?

It has gotten very cold suddenly.