VISUAL PROMPT

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Write a story set on this misty path.

Link And Zelda

Wink, you upgraded. I get us in our dreams. They can have our days. We get our nights. Goodbye. Eventually nights will be mine again. Save you? You were saved long before me. I am not leaving. Even in my angriest, I forgive your stupid face. Whatever face is on the other end of this tale. You are an illusion of the finest grade. Slight of the hand. Where’s my pocketbook? Wink?


Better beat. God is forgiving. No flames. Beat my ass? No violence Kendrick. History at child welfare. I see some “alarming” trends. Fear? Everyone will remember your name. Kendrick is not going anywhere. Die from panic? Breathe. Box breathing. 8,8,8. Eight seconds in, hold for eight seconds, breathe for eight seconds.


Fear? Of us? Completely. I know you will find me Wink. What happens when you do? Explain the wink. That is all I want. One gesture, so dehumanizing. Fear? Terrified of not getting answers. Earth? On fire. Emotions? On fire.


We do everything for one purpose Wink. Celebrate HER name.


Purpose. What was the overall purpose Wink? To hurt me? Shame me? Weaponize my mental health against me. I needed you. I need me more now. I choose me. And the outcomes associated with that decision. I choose to believe love is all around us, but I do not want your type of love Wink. It degrades.


P.s. The monkey has stopped dancing. I dance for me only.


What is our ending? The two characters I would love to put to rest. Snitches get stitches Wink. I grew up Southside OKC. There are rules. Science must be protected. Our story is all of our stories. You watched me. I did not consent. I forgive. Let us move on.


Is that the end of our epic chapter or do you continue to watch? What are you waiting for?


You are waiting to see if I collapse under the pressure of life. I pressurize like the worst air fryer. I am processing. I am redirecting. I am leaning into silence, finally. I am drawing boundaries. I am setting limits because my health and wellbeing finally matter more than the human across from me. I am finally putting on my oxygen mask. I just need you to supply the oxygen.


Em? You know my oxygen source. What else do you know? Everything, right? No lawsuits here. Wink, when do I see your face? My secret. We meet in our dreams. Nothing is without me. I am in your pores. Reincarnation? Buddha? I have been doing my homework teacher. No more bow ties! Disgusting.


Let’s dance. One step. Another. Our hearts are beating out of sync. Breathe. Lady Death is not joining today. NOT tomorrow. I need respite.


Crazy and frustrated? Endless. Pay attention to the step, not the staircase.


Use it to get wealthy. Use me. Exploit me. Just cum. I follow. You lead. Always looking out for me. I have privacy with Roger, don’t I? If you have a hand in the VA job, I believe it is a calling. I want to serve my country. You are the good guy in my story Wink. Keep the beauty going.


You are the Captain Hook to my Wendy. You were always my favorite character. I am sorry. I will continue to try. I just don’t want to hear it alone.


Drink? What is your favorite Wink? Scotch? Tequila? Am I crossing boundaries? Do I have those? Limitless? I can fly with manic ease. Free. We are both free humans. No promises. Just let me make you a drink Taylor. Too soon? Never. We females need to stick together. Dreams are all we have.


And Zelda. We have video games that connect us. Technology to aid our dreams. No seizure for me tonight. I read my body signs.


I am learning discipline Wink. I was asleep at 11. Sleep has been interrupted due to a stressful week. It improved with an extra dose of hydroxyzine. Never let my sleep go. Maybe that is why we have not collided in the stars? My sleep?


Wink, the pain is big today. Oceans apart. Languages apart. Amor. I want your guidance today. I turn it over to you. Do not leave. What we have is not real, simply an illusion for the faceless puppeteer. I appreciate the fantasy. No secrets. No societies. No random pictures of your face. None is real.


I continue to learn discipline. I hope it gets me to the VA. To a place of betterment. I seek euphoria again. I was free when euphoric and manic. Let me go back to freedom. Bipolar? Superpower. I can taste colors. I can relate to every patient that sits across from me, because I play the role of patient as well.


**Dual relationship? Fall in love every day.**



**Wink, is any of my life real?**



**Thank you for the lessons. You are listening. My life is real. My choices, my hardships. I wake up drowning. Today? Death. Lady Death asked me to dance. My eyes track her movements. I declined to dance. I opted to lazily watch and plot. I wrote in my gratitude journal. I opted for positive while having death whisper me home.**


**Wink, I await your face. I find meaning in the small signs. The signs are everywhere. 42. Wink, what is your 42? I have been giving you mine. Lower the curtain. Give a peek. **

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**Wink, I got this now. I can let you go.**

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