gnight Fediverse
if you're lonely tonight, remember there's someone out there for everyone. yes, even you, person who's reading this and scoffing. there is and has been. ever since the Ritual.
they are your dark shadow, your own personal nemesis, and they are coming for you. be the best person you can be and you might have a sliver of a chance when they find you. *might*.
anyway sleep tight sweeties 🌙
if you're lonely tonight, remember there's someone out there for everyone. yes, even you, person who's reading this and scoffing. there is and has been. ever since the Ritual.
they are your dark shadow, your own personal nemesis, and they are coming for you. be the best person you can be and you might have a sliver of a chance when they find you. *might*.
anyway sleep tight sweeties 🌙
it's said that the doppelgängers created by the Ritual wake from stone eggs in shallow caverns, finding their way to the surface with eyes that glow dim red in the darkness until they reach the light.
it's said that they walk out of dust devils, in some places; in others, in others, that they wash ashore at night, dry as desert-bleached bone because the ocean will not touch them; in still others, that they drift with the fog until their feet touch ground, suddenly solid, and they seek their prey.
it is sure that they are born knowing everything you know: your secrets, your passwords, your loves, your skills, your fears. it is sure that you occupy a space in the world that was meant for one alone, and they seek to fit into that space, and that the lemma that arises from these axioms is grim. it is sure that even your closest friends and lovers would be unable to tell you apart.
it is thought that they sleep. it is uncertain if they dream. it is unknown if they know they are duplicates.
so goodnight to everyone.
including doppelgängers.
just in case they already got you. 💤
it's said that they walk out of dust devils, in some places; in others, in others, that they wash ashore at night, dry as desert-bleached bone because the ocean will not touch them; in still others, that they drift with the fog until their feet touch ground, suddenly solid, and they seek their prey.
it is sure that they are born knowing everything you know: your secrets, your passwords, your loves, your skills, your fears. it is sure that you occupy a space in the world that was meant for one alone, and they seek to fit into that space, and that the lemma that arises from these axioms is grim. it is sure that even your closest friends and lovers would be unable to tell you apart.
it is thought that they sleep. it is uncertain if they dream. it is unknown if they know they are duplicates.
so goodnight to everyone.
including doppelgängers.
just in case they already got you. 💤
@VyrCossont if my doppelganger is still out there somewhere I just want them to know it's okay, they're not alone, and I know what they're going through. We'll get through this.
@Nine this is the purest riff on the Ritual that i've ever read 😭💜
@VyrCossont I figure that if a doppleganger knows everything I do, and knows them in enough detail that they can perfectly imitate me, then they must also be shaped by said experiences and are probably also feeling the same as me, so... I figure why cause a conflict when I'd literally just be beating myself up? Two heads are better than one, they say. ^^
