Prologue: The Beginnings of a Daydream
* Somewhere, Someplace (?) *
- Night (?) -
So... I'm dying. Literally.
How exactly? Well, there happens to be a very sharp foreign object lodged in my chest so... I can make a few good educated assumptions. As to who put it there...hm... I'm not too sure exactly. My first guess is someone with a fierce vendetta against short red-headed witches maybe? Eh, whoever the hell it was placed this stupid knife expertly between two of my lower ribs at an odd angle. With every little breath I take the blade mangles more and more of my poor, defenseless left lung. A real sadist; my attacker.
Anyway, the baseline synopsis is that I'm bleeding out. Badly. Because I got stabbed. Which really sucks, ya know? Not to mention that I'm mostly paralyzed from going into shock. These are all radically new experiences for me. Not exactly how I expected to meet my end but, hey, crap happens...I guess.
Haven't the faintest idea of where I am right now either. It looks like a forest...somewhere. My money's on Germany since I kinda live there and all...I think. My memory's quite hazy so, I can't really recall what I want to. Tch, so much for my supposed "photographic memory". Of course, I forget things now, of all times! I never used to before this! Dying (or in the process of really) might have something to do with it now that I think about it. Hm... yep...
H-ah! Ow ow ow ow... nghh! D-Damnit... T-Tried to move a bit (well...as much as I could anyway). Regret. I just wanted to get comfortable, ya know. One last time. Not exactly in the most comfortable position laying against this here shed in the middle of "No-where Woods" but, it seems I can't alter that without accelerating my own slow death and a crap-ton of additional pain...just as an added bonus. Damn. I guess a knife in the chest will do that to you, eh? Tch, double damn.
Ugh, you truly don't know how annoying this all is. Yeah, I said it: "annoying". I mean I just got my diploma and certification like two days...months...years...decades ago? Oh, dear me, how long ago was it? How long have I been here? It feels like...hm... nevermind.
Ah, where was I... right!
I just graduated from school and received my Mage Certification as the "Dream Witch of Levanntry"...somewhat recently. Neat name, yeah? "Dream Witch" has such a pleasant ring to it, does it not? Sounds way better than all the other titles I came up with. It also...sorta...happens to be the moniker for an extremely powerful eldritch deity so...there's that. I don't think that they (she?) would mind all too much if I used it for myself. Maybe. Possibly? I hope? Huh...does Yidhra even know that I'm using one of their (her?) namesakes? Wait a moment. What do they (does she?) even have to do with dreams anyway? Not much, if I'm correct. I believe the title is more fitting in regards to me, thank you very much! Just...don't take it all too seriously..." miss"? It's nothing personal. I'm-uh...nope, getting sidetracked! Whoops!
Hmm...
Really wish I had my grimoire with me. "Mage's disgrace", I know, I know-shut up! Don't sit there and act as you've never made a mistake or forgotten something before, hypocrite! Don't you judge me with those critical eyes of yours!
A-hem! Anyway, I could totally be not dying right now if only I had it with me (or, you know, avoided whatever it was that got me stabbed in the first place) or, if one of my two (and...only) best buds in the whole world, Gideon and Calypso, were to find and recuse me (again...) then, perhaps I could live to laugh about this encounter one day in the future. Alas, the future looks very short for me as fate has drawn me the shortest of short straws in the end. No magic, friends, nor miracles. That about sums up my luck in a nutshell thus far. Thanks a bunch, "Murphy's Law"...
I can't help but, wonder... Do they even-
*Hinata: Cough! Hack!| Urrgglllhhhh...glhhh...
W-ow...that was...unpleasant. I... vomited so...so much blood.
O-Oh? Is this...the end? I'm so...tired...so weak. I... can't breathe.
Hm... g-guess so. This is...the last chapter of my...story. Damn...
Heh heh. Th-this may...sound f-funny but...I d-don't wanna die...n-not now...n-now really.
I'd th-thought...I'd b-be ready...once m-my t-time...came...b-but, I'm not. Th-this feels...too soon...d-damn. I've b-barely...accomplished...any-thing in...my life.
Is...is th-that why...I'm crying s-so much?
*Hinata: Shudder| A-ah...ah...Exhale|
T-to whatever...deity th-that...m-may be...listening: I'd...l-like a f-few...m-more moments...p-please. T-to v-visit...my d-dad one...l-last time...t-to tell Gid-eon...and Calypso...h-how much...th-they truly...meant t-to m-me. T-to s-say...sorry...for...everything. F-for me. I-I...w-want...n-no...I...need...to...s-say...g-good...b-bye...a-and...th-that...I...l-love...th-them...s-since...I-I...n-never...d-did...f-finally...s-say...it...
...P-p-please...
... ...
|Static|
|The End of the Prologue: "The Beginnings of a Daydream"|
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(AN: Holy crap. I'm actually doing this... Freaking out a little but, hey. Anyway, this came about to me when a good friend of mine [who is into witches and such] came up with a witch type for me which turned out to be a "dream witch". I drew her and thought, "Huh, she'd make an interesting Touhou O.C. Thus, Hinata was born! The formatting is strange solely because I thought that adopting the same style of storytelling that Etherdrone [BIG SHOUTOUT!] uses would help personify Hinata's strange personality and train of thinking better. If it's stealing, I'm terribly sorry. Other than that, I hope all enjoy my journey into this crazy land of girls, myths, and laser fights. I'll try and update as regularly as I can. Until then!)