Author's Note
Additional editing and pacing by twilightpb <3
Prologue
If, in your dreams, you find yourself capable of mustering up puzzling visuals - visuals of places you do not care to remember?
I ask that you cherish them.
Places unseen, unimaginable, unwanted. Impossible places.
As unfairly horrid as they may seem, do not let them go. Every soul, whether they be dying, living, happy, sad, or otherwise... they will grow from fragments of opportune dilemma and/or resolution.
Unless you wish to drive yourself to the brink of depleted insanity, cherish them.
You always let them go, don't you? That's why I'm telling you this.
Look at the pile of planks around you. This unlivable place is starved of any sort of constructed morality, throughline of lessons learned, or even any semblance of self-improvement.
You're the exact same. The proof of that lies within each wall, door, window, rodent, ant, and speck of dust in this outhouse you call a home. You have failed. Every lie you speak about your failure adds to this creaking cabin's inevitable downfall.
Accept sleep. Live nowhere.
