Day 3: Seven Stars

It started with a dream. That I didn't understand.
One re-occurring dream. That must have been planned.

Words are not exchanged for we are the same. The world loses its color like an unfinished painting.
Because of the permanent lack of sleep. For knowing the secrets that this city keeps.
For knowing evil, and the pain it reaps.

The visions of her.
Never leaving my head.


And it seems as though I now live in dreams.
All the seven stars have gathered, and he will raise with a grin.
His breath leaks into village through nameless seams.
I know, the time has come.


Date: 16th of April 2038 / Friday
Temperature: 6 C
Weather: Cloudy

News Headlines
No notable events happened yesterday.

Morning round going on. Some events.

Morning over. Afternoon going on.

Evening going on. It's been a while since we had this many events, might take some time.

She writes a few words, but rips the pages and throws them away. She knew what was coming when they explained the details of the war. She knew what she would have to face. But it all seemed to distant. Questions she didn't have answers to.


We should give meaning to life, not wait for life to give us meaning.
It's a beautiful quote I read. It made me wonder, what meaning did try to give his life?

This morning I visited the with Marilyn. The place was silent, humble. Place meant for the people but somehow it felt too sad.
A man greeted us. Introduced himself as Peter. He was wearing his clergy clothes, black. Marilyn asked of him if we could meet . There was an awkward silence but the man finally spoke.
has passed away last night.

Marilyn was dumbfounded but I didn't pay much attention to the phrase that time. She asked for details but it seems his answers weren't satisfactory. I sat on the nearby bench and waited for their conversation to end. It didn't long as Marilyn had sorted out the most serious stuff yesterday. I just came to introduce myself to the . I asked for an update on the events, but it seemed Peter wasn't up to date about everything yet. He said we should come see him again soon however.

As we came back home I asked Marilyn what he had meant with the phrase pass away. And that's when I learned the truth...
December, Lisa