Game 2 - Clover

[crittersheep]

[A clover shaped crystal rises from the ground. You instinctively know to touch it for Death's Eye to receive your answer.

You are bound to your flock by a thin thread, making it impossible to separate, but you may still answer individually.]

Comments

CW SUICIDE IDEATION AND DISCUSSION

[beathollow]

I can't judge someone for that. Not when I feel the way I do. ... It's hard to resist that urge, when it gets strong enough. All I can do is try to help those like me how I can, and hope they found the peace they were looking for where I can't... and keep on walking forward, no matter how hard it is. I can't hate or judge the people who can't make the next step when I know how heavy it feels.

...I think I've tried before. I don't know why my heart hurts so much, or why I'm always afraid, but I know at some point it felt like I was drowning. ... But I know I have people who want me to stay. And that gives me a reason to stay too. And I'll find more.

I can't judge people who do this and feel this way. Not when I'm the same. But I'll keep trying, no matter how much it hurts, because I know that suffering isn't all there is to life. ... Not even you have the right to judge them so cruelly.

Re: CW SUICIDE IDEATION AND DISCUSSION

[wooliefrand]

[A warm air swirls around her. It's inviting, peaceful, soothing. At first.

And then it tightens. The air thickens, reminiscent of a noose. And yet, she will still find a sense of peace. The world seems light around her. The blood at her feet parts.

She suddenly finds herself on a cliff. But is it an illusion. . .?

The air rope tightens. Does she step off?]]

Re: CW SUICIDE IDEATION AND DISCUSSION

[beathollow]

( no.

because this is not the end she truly wants, as tempting as it can be sometimes.

she wants to sing. she wants to write. she wants to soothe the pain until it's not even an echo in her heart. there's so much she wants to do and she cannot cut it short yet. )

Re: CW SUICIDE IDEATION AND DISCUSSION

[wooliefrand]

[Death sees.

The inviting feeling fades, and the illusion falls apart. There is nothing there.]