Ouch! He was sitting in a thorn bush! On top of all his miseries ...
Wait, if he was hurting that meant he could feel again! A moment of joy followed the pain. His hands tightened around ... empty air. The amethyst was gone!
No, oh no, he couldn't lose it.
He searched frantically, crawling all over the bush, tearing his clothes and skin, but it wasn't there. He couldn't even feel its familiar soothing wonderful energy anywhere.
No, no, no, it couldn't be gone! He could not live without it! His junkies' weak devotion could not possibly be enough to sustain him.
Desperately he searched on, stumbling deeper into the forest, following the strongest link he could feel, even though he knew it was merely some music festival full of pathetic little junkies on ecstasy. If he didn't think too hard he could pretend that it was the amethyst ... at least until he reached it.
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Date: Wednesday, 30 June 2010 18:40 (UTC)Wait, if he was hurting that meant he could feel again! A moment of joy followed the pain. His hands tightened around ... empty air. The amethyst was gone!
No, oh no, he couldn't lose it.
He searched frantically, crawling all over the bush, tearing his clothes and skin, but it wasn't there. He couldn't even feel its familiar soothing wonderful energy anywhere.
No, no, no, it couldn't be gone! He could not live without it! His junkies' weak devotion could not possibly be enough to sustain him.
Desperately he searched on, stumbling deeper into the forest, following the strongest link he could feel, even though he knew it was merely some music festival full of pathetic little junkies on ecstasy. If he didn't think too hard he could pretend that it was the amethyst ... at least until he reached it.