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Although the sky was blue, serene, Alice couldn't tell. The wide trees loomed so high, with branches intermingling with the others, that the sky was a sight far out of Alice's vision; it appeared rather gloomy, in fact, although Alice would never know what a beautiful day it really was.
Finding a setting for a story is hard. The characters play a big part in a setting, and the setting may very well make up the whole plotline. What's the chronicles of Narnia without Narnia? And what's a sci-fi book without a alien planet? Setting is difficult to choose, no doubt, but it is inevidetably crucial for a good book.
You've been warned. I warned you once, don't go out and do that shit to yourself. But nooo, you decide to go do it anyway, against my will. I warned you. I warned you, man. And you fucking regretted it. You still do, I just know it. How the fuck can that be "God's will" for you when I warned you? There's no logic behind that, now is there? All I know, is that you've been warned once again. I hope you finally use some of your fucking sense and listen to me for once.
Morality. The act of being moral. What is being moral, anyway? I know I'm not moral. Morals are all up to the person; I may not be moral on your standards, but hot damn, you're not moral by mine! Even the most moral people work completely off using people and self-will. Maybe that's not right, but everything we do has an ulterior motive. We're helping someone because it makes us feel better about ourselves. We're listening to someone else to seem like a better person.
What is morality? Does being mortal really mean I'm not invincible? Yes, I suppose it does, in a sense. What is invincibility, though? I know it's the ability to never die--but what does that REALLY mean? Marilyn Monroe is invicnible. Along with Michael Jackson and George Washington. So does mortality really mean I'm a mortal, or does immortality mean I will live forever, maybe not physically, but in the hearts of people for centuries to come?
I suppose I should've listened to her while she explained the directions. But that moment has passed at this point, what can I do now? Here I am, sitting, lost. It's dark. The stars aren't visible; no hope in following the North Star. The trees are dense and thick, what's thepoint of continuing? I mine as well just sit here
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