#“foolish dreamer / be awakened / do not walk to where you were / to where you're staring”

[since-times-long-forgotten]

HOME IS WHERE I AMMMMMMMMM 🎵

[galarglory]

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Song Association

Running with the Wolves by AURORA

Go row the boat to safer grounds But don't you know we're stronger now My heart still beats and my skin still feels My lungs still breathe, my mind still fears But we're runnin' out of time (Time, ah) All the echoes in my mind cry There's blood on your lies The sky’s open wide There is nowhere for you to hide The hunter's moon is shinin' I'm running with the wolves tonight

Neath the Grove is a Heart by Yaelokre

How do I begin when the roof is ever changing? In the grove is a heart that's still in slumber You can remain, will you stay and tell a tale Would you want to tear it down, to see better? Foolish dreamer bе awakened Do not walk to wherе you were, to where you're staring Listen to the willow, listen to the sound Listen to my voice, you should hear me now Be still, be steady, and be

[pinkhairandpokemon]

To record something, you’re probably going to have to hit the button with the square thing with the round circle on it—that’s the camera button.

Hop: Okay, I think we've got it! Took a few tries, buuuut here it is!

--- [ATTACHED: A video. Hop can be seen setting up the phone on a rock, before he leaves to somewhere off frame, revealing Auberi sitting on a boulder behind him holding a Riolu-sized guitar.

"It's on, right?" They ask, ear twitching. "I think so!" Hop replies. "Go for it!" They hesitate and stare into the camera for a moment, before looking down at their instrument. Finally, they begin to strum, and start to sing. "Foolish dreamer, be awakened Do not walk to where you were, to where you're staring Listen to the willow, listen to the sound, Listen to my voice, you should hear me now Be still Be steady And be..." Blake slowly walks up and appears on screen, and Auberi casts them a smile and a nod like they're beckoning them to join. The Eevee grins a bit shyly, and trots up to sit beside them before singing the next verse. "How do you begin, when the earth is ever changing? Neath the grove is a heart that's still in slumber You can remain, will you stay and tell a tale? Or would you want to tear it all down to see better?"

Hop is the next to join them, seating himself beside Blake and singing along. "Home, is where we are now Home, is where you are Home, is where I am standing Where I'll be staying Forever, now..."

There's a small instrumental chorus, where N reluctantly decides to jump up onto the boulder with Auberi and complete the group. The three offer him a reassuring smile, and he gives a slightly more awkward one in return before singing with them in unison. "How do I begin, when the roof is ever changing? Neath the grove is a heart that's still in slumber You can remain Will you stay and tell a tale, or would you wanna tear it down to see better? How do I begin, when the roof is ever changing? Neath the grove is a heart that's still in slumber You can remain Will you stay and tell a tale, or would you wanna tear it down to see better?" Soon enough, the song comes to a slow end. Auberi sets their guitar down in their lap, once again exchanging fond smiles and light chuckles with the rest of their teams. "N, I didn't know you could sing!" Blake suddenly exclaims, looking to N with eyes full of marvel. "It's... not something I do very often..." The Zoura admits, glancing off to the side. "You were great," says Auberi, with a small nod of approval. "Yeah!" Hop agrees enthusiastically. "You should sing with us more often. Oh, wait!" The purple Shinx quickly bounces up onto his feet, and dashes over to the camera. He knocks it over when he reaches for it with his paw, and lets out a quick "oops" before turning the recording off. End video.] --- //song

[this-genius-isnt-mine]

Foolish dreamer Be awakened Do not walk to where you were To where you're staring Listen to the willow, listen to the sound Listen to my voice, you should hear me now Be still Be steady And be…

There was no great commotion with rebirth. Unlike the months planning and tumultuous torment that came with bringing a life into the world the first time. For the undead there were no such proclivities, only a sudden understanding that once again life had been shoved into this form which it had abandoned.

Tip-toeing it’s way back in first through the fingertips before each nerve up to the brain slowly awakened as if the whole empty void from which she was plucked from was just a blip. A blink and you’ll miss it moment, but as the weight of the earth around her began to sink in, in more ways than one there was definitely something missing. As if the life in her was as uncertain and confused as she was, sliding around and out her as if there were holes where the rest of her life should be and all she was left with was the bare minimum of existence.

“...”

Her body opened its mouth automatically. Expecting to breathe as if it was hoping to resume like nothing had happened. And maybe nothing had happened…The more she awakened the more she felt like she was in a fog trying to traverse a field covered in holes unsure what she was even doing or thinking but finding more spaces to trip on at each step. Her thinking spun in circles but was halted as no air filled her lungs instead only the cool earth pressed against her. It was only then she noticed the darkness, cold and wet ,pressing against her eyes. She’d forgotten that there would even be a need to open her eyes. But as each part of her woke it remembered that it did, in fact, have a job to do. As if life was slowly pushing itself back in shaking her awake, poking her, as her body whined for 5 more minutes in oblivion.

The dark seemed comfortable, a familiarity she couldn’t remember experiencing before. That was when the panic set in. Wrong, Wrong, Wrong, Her entire body screamed at her Something was wrong she couldn’t breathe, she couldn’t see, what was she, who…who was she, what…She needed to get out, she needed to get out. Of where? Her body opened its mouth to scream to scream for something or maybe just to prove she had a voice at all but instead she tasted the coldness of dirt on her tongue smothering her fear. The panic ebbed into a cold sinking feeling in the pit of what some deep part of her knew to be her stomach. A sudden understanding that she was still alive even though no air passed through her mouth. That her skin hadn’t broken despite the earth pressing on it. That she could just open her eyes, crawl out of this earth 

and 

scream.

…The first thing she recognized when her head broke free of the earth was song. Just under the ringing in her freed ear. As soon as she heard it her body seemed righted in place as if being held by a steady pair of hands. Her own hands were unsteady, shaking, as they clawed out of the dark dirt cavity into the light her eyes fluttered open the world going from endless dark to piercing all encompassing blue. The sky. That was the sky. And filling that blue was a song. So familiar. Her now freed arms and legs shivered in the open air instinctively her fingers rested on her chest.  Waiting, waiting for a beat to guide them, but nothing came from within. As if her mind knew the song but her body could not bring it beneath the flesh. A remnant of the void she could still taste in the back of her now dry throat. There was no beat inside her chest. No drum to guide her hazy dance through her own mind. Only the cold swirling fog of her continued realizations.

She blinked realizing the bleary blurred state of her vision, something wasn't quite clear, circling in the sky above. she rubbed her eyes and with focus realized the shapes were...birds. A voice in her head spoke as if it were as simple as the blue sky. Birds, birdsong, that’s what she was hearing. That was so simple and yet it felt like a large step in the fog. Song, it was so fundamental. Just hearing it was like a lighthouse in a storm and yet she could not grasp it fully in her fingers slowly slipping away like the dirt coating her palms. Why was she so lost in her own mind? She didn’t even recognize the voices in her head.

Wetness crept down her face as the song continued to go on back and forth melodies she couldn’t understand them she didn’t understand them and yet something in her stirred like a poorwill stirring after winter is over, the sun shaking it as life shook her saying

“Wake up! Don’t you hear summer coming?”

Something in her was slumbering still. Too lost in the dark to see the sun. Still waiting to be born again. Its tired tears on her face streaking down back onto the earth from whence she came. Waiting, waiting to come out of the ground as well. Watered by the tears she shed.

[floatinginsideoflimbo]

*Asy huffs…*

Foolish dreamer Be awakened Do not walk to where you were To where you're staring Listen to the willow, listen to the sound Listen to my voice, you should hear me now, Be still, Be steady, And be…