The descent into insanity is gradual and hits you like a brick

'Ever feel like you have no one you can trust?'

'...'

'Oh.'

'Dude, I always feel like that.'

Conversation between me and my Runescape clan-buddy. First line is his, then mine, and so on.

I guess it's that my 'solitary confinement' during my hols, and limited social interaction is getting to me. I mean, talking to yourself is NOT a good sign, contrary to popular belief. I barely talked to a real, living person not online.

That is uh...Not a good sign either.

Sigh...My own thoughts, stories, writings and characters were going to catch up with me one day. Just didn't know it would be so soon. I shouldn't have written so many stories on insanity and anti-heroes. Dang.

"Insanity is a gift and a curse." Kynreth mused and looked to the setting sun. The orange glow on his white armor with the swaying willow trees and soaring falcons made the whole scene surreal.

"Oh really?" His friend, Kyme asked and sat down next to him.

"Yep." Kynreth continued without looking at Kyme. "I mean, sanity-" He picked up a ball of mud. "-Is like this ball of mud. At first glance, it's sturdy and hard to break." Then he crushed it, and threw the bits onto the beach. "But then, like everything else, it can be broken. And once it's gone..." He looked to the horizon once again. "You become...Us, I guess."

Kyme said nothing.

Kynreth stood up and looked around. Then, once he was sure no one was listening, he continued, "Look at us, Kyme, I mean, you, me, Kirako and Klipsap. We're all not what we once were. Hapless, young, foolish target practice?" He drew his sword. "No longer. We've passed the brink of sanity, my friend. We're ruthless killers."

Kyme, once again, said nothing. Then, he slowly got to his feet, looked hard at Kynreth, and said a single sentence.

"Lay off the alcohol, dude."

Yep, the last sentence is just my little sense of humor, and yes, that is part of a story I'm writing, adapted to non-bionicle form. Otherwise it's a Bionicle fanfic. Unless you prefer a Runescape fanfic.

And yes, I actually have a shred of writing talent, thanks so much for underestimating me. No, really.

*rolls eyes*

Seriously.

It's like 3.30 am right now. And I gotta catch some shuteye. So goodnight/morning.

Bye

Sayonara

Auf Wiendesen (Lolwut? Spelling?)

Zai Zian

Caw caw cawwwwcaaaw(Birds and other large fowl. Lolcakes.)

And my Roflcopter still beats your lolcakes.

[-K~}