You went against your own story. Now you're lost to the void.
A happy family.
The road has taken you to a reunion. Rejoice.
The road has revealed strange new practices to you.
You couldn't possibly know anymore.
What it meant to you is your decision alone.
The road is your destination.
You're good at this. You should keep at it.
You've reached the final bus stop. This wasn't your destination. It doesn't matter anymore.
The road has taken you to a friend.
You've made an acquaintance who is very interested in what you will become.
You have refused the road. No trip for you.
It is comfy in here.
There's a hole in your heart. It is infinitely fascinating.
It stares back at you.
It changes and morphs as you look at it. Your eyes hurt.
It is.......... settling.
You've recovered your old face. Probably.
It'll be hard to sleep on these... but you'll manage.
You looked after your brother.
The road led you back to mother's arms.
That day never really leaves the back of your head.
No compassion for fellow travelers.
You do pay attention.
You take the job seriously.
You don't really care about them.
He deserved this much.
Your pockets are full of strangeness.
Travelers everywhere. They're no worse off than you.
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