The Mindās Manor: Prologue
Ā Ā Ā Synopsis: Some might call it insanity, I call it an act of brilliance. To create a world within the reaches of one's own imagination. Hyperphantasia, to be able to see things so vividly that the world created is parallel to our own. A world perfectly suited to your own needs and convenience, and then you forget. Forgetting of it's existence just to be brought back and never know where you are.
Prologue
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Ā Ā Ā It rains so much where I live, not outside, but in my head. I like it when it rains outside. Walks in warm summer rains have always been my favourite, drops tapping on the umbrella in my hand, my sandaled feet kicking up water onto my bare legs. I love it when it rains outside, but instead it rains in my head.
Ā Ā Ā My skull hurts as it fills with cold, bitter water. My brain pushes against the walls that hold it in, it pushes rhythmically like a painful heartbeat. It rains in my head, it fills up my skull, draining through my eyes.
Ā Ā Ā Itās beautiful when it rains outside, flowers and trees will grow, drops will catch on the grass or the spiderās web, but it rains in my head. I know it wonāt, it canāt always be sunny, there canāt be rainbows everyday; however, itās been raining for so long.
