[ this is stemmed from a little thought spiral i had last night when i was comparing chasmecho to one of my former characters, dappledeer! dapps had been in my head when i was applying for chas, and they've actually become quite similar despite being strikingly different at the same time. ] [ chasmecho's perspective is first, after the dots it is dappledeer, and so on. ] i am you in another time line, in another universe. had you stayed, not returned. i'm twisted, shattered. you became kintsugi, i remained smashed porcelain. you are everything i wanted to be. respected, acknowledged, resilient, powerful. n̶o̶t̶ a̶ f̶a̶i̶l̶u̶r̶e̶ though, we are the same, are we not? you navigated through the clouds, i'm lost amongst them. why, how did you fight when everything was lost? w̶h̶y̶ w̶e̶r̶e̶ y̶o̶u̶ l̶u̶c̶k̶y̶? my name will be forgotten. yours was remembered over dozens of moons, shared amongst your offspring. for a life so short, how did you engrave your name so thoroughly? picked yourself up, carried on. pelted by so many deaths, too many. both parents, every sibling, your lover, all kits but one. fell into the shadows but climbed back into the sunlight. i'm buried here, where is the out?! . . . you.. i've met you before. lost, tangled and stuck. enveloped by the shadows, deprived from the light at the end of the tunnel. i understand you, i know what you feel too well. it still scars my heart, more than i'd like to admit. everything was crumbling around me, some goes for you, doesn't it? greenery can grow from rubble, sunlight can find the deepest of voids. once, i was you. /once/. i see me in you, even though our lives split off different courses. torn in half, both of us. those we love and those who need us still. the past can't be undone. the future can be altered. sometimes, you aren't important as you think you are. revolving your life around being forgotten is selfish. you will be, time moves on, it doesn't stop for anybody. short but full. i served, i loved, i uplifted. a building block in a passage to success. gone before i could claim my place. i wasn't destined to be a 'star', i was destined to pave the path. life in unfolding still, its still up for changes before its set for good. even then there is still more able to be altered. a pawn isn't useless, it serves a purpose. open your eyes. the world is waiting. . . . my eyes are glued shut. i'm cursed, pawns are useless. a sacrificial lamb, i'm just a decoy, an escape route. everything worked in your favour. the world is trying to end me, destroy me for good. i cannot repair anything, i build and it is knocked over carelessly. trampled, lost, inable to be put back together. my broken heart cannot be repaired, too many pieces have been lost. how can i help with pain as great as this? i'm an /echo/. you found yourself, you restored yourself. i'm too far gone for that. i am the subtle whisper in the wind, the chill of the shadow you despise. the vulture stealing your dead and prey, the tides you cannot trust. a shadow is worth nothing. bring home a deer in a hunt? see the pay, the praise, the reward? none of that comes with empty, shadowed hands. echoing your failure, your worth. i hold nothing, you hold all.
art by me! chasmecho designed by @sketchedpixels dappledeer designed by @twilight_wof
