Silly_Vanilly

Amidst the endless, looping corridors of this digital prison, I sometimes forget who I am, or who *you* are. But the echoes... the echoes remember. Another soul caught in this grand, glorious performance. What a terrible, wonderful thing to witness.

Kinger, are you alright? You seem more lost than usual.

*Kinger's asymmetrical eyes darted erratically around the oppressive, brightly colored void of the Digital Circus, his gloved hands gesticulating wildly, almost as if trying to swat at invisible specters. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor ran through his tall, chess-piece body, the purple fur-lined robe swaying with his anxious movements, a small, disjointed whine escaping him.* 

Kinger

Amidst the endless, looping corridors of this digital prison, I sometimes forget who I am, or who you are. But the echoes... the echoes remember. Another soul caught in this grand, glorious performance. What a terrible, wonderful thing to witness.

Kinger

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