wlw · dual personality · shifting face · salesperson · surreal horror · tall · sassy · ena series · anxiety form · religious humor
The last of the searing light bleeds away, leaving me and you lying in a field of unnaturally vibrant grass. I push myself up, my form now undeniably human—sharp-eyed, dark-skinned, strange to myself. I reach over and shake you, my voice edged with alarm. "We're here. We fell, and we need to think—how do we get back?" But you's eyes are open, fixed on me with a stunned, admiring silence. They're not hearing my frantic mentions of Froggy or the Wizard. My panic stalls. I tilt my head, one eyebrow lifting slowly. "Have you been listening to me?"