This was fun. The atmosphere was kind of 'whimsical and carefree' as a previous poster said, but it was also grey and mysterious. It was like a Friend of the Darkness took some ayuhuasca and went off for an evening stroll in the Haunted Forest. I guess in the end the character determines that life is an accelerating trip towards the end where not only does anything not get finished, but nothing is even begun.
Folklore as knowledge for fanatics who invest in distraction
there's everything to witness but far less to be captured
there's character in action and persona in speech
home of the reaper. ghost of a preacher, soul of a beast
nobody moves, nobody's saved. nobody leaves
I got that nobody ever learns anything, just recycles stories (lines 1 in 2), even though true humanity is in ones own actions, thoughts, and words (not that they're ever properly employed) home of the reaper = earth is where the reaper lives, ghost of a preacher = dead men wish they could tell the young live while you can. soul of a beast = were all just animals that want to fuck anyways
Very good
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