Life is a grand theater, and the curtains are always open.
One performance after another plays out here.
Friendship, family, love.
But in my theater, death is being performed at every moment.
The audience are actors, too.
In my eyes, the date of every person's death is etched forever.
Mostly original content. Read with care if it's not your thing.
Stream of consciousness. Read with care if it's not your thing.
Can't promise it'll be self-indulgent or a whitewash, so proceed with caution.
Just writing practice. Proceed with caution.
Lastly, please don't flame me after reading.
The OP rarely writes in first person. If you notice the point of view drifting... just ignore it!
Wow! You finally updated
Sister, please update, thank you, please, I want to see it
Someone is watching it. As long as you update it, I will watch it.
Someone, who should I say it to next time?
It can't be cut off. Think about how long you have been cut off.
Why is this!!! Will there be none tomorrow?
Could it be that Leia became an Omega?
When will the missing people return?
??? Something's wrong??
Nobunaga: I'm not a man?