Things I'm Gonna Do In My WR Pt.2

Reblog for a miracle to happen tonight

Fun fact: we went on a vacation to a time loop with 3 different musicals going on at the same time (the time stamps are a little different there, so when these were made it was all before 1940)

The three musicals were:

42nd Street

Footlight Parade

The Broadway Melody

We watched them for a week straight, entirely in love, that’s when we began writing our own scripts and musicals

Musicals are time loops. Every night, the same thing happens except for a few minor differences. It always ends the same. If you want the characters to do something different or to make better choices, too bad. The actors are bound by the script and the score. The only way for the time loop to end is for the show to close. But you (the audience) don't want the show to close, nor do the actors who would like to be employed. It's a lose/lose situation. For the actors, audience, technicians, and for the characters, who are forever stuck in the same stretch of time.

The Voided Lovers

The voided lovers Must never be seen. They cannot dance in the light of day, And the moon will not grace them with her gleam.

They may only embrace on the darkest of nights, They may only whisper sweet nothings in a crowd. They may only stroll hand in hand through forgotten streets, Where not even the lamplights dare to look down.

They will never feel the warmth on their lover’s skin, Only the cold acidity the wind provides. Yet embrace they do— Through the dark and glacial nights.

They make cathedrals of alleyways, Temples of whispered breath. Where every glance is sacred, And every touch defies death.

They are sunless, Moonless, Rid of light— Yet their love is never tuneless.

Their love is their dance, Their love is their light, Their love is the warmth On the cold winter’s night.

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Old English Version:

The voided lovers, cursed by fate, Must dwell in shadows, lone and late. They dare not dance 'neath sunlit skies, Nor bask where moonlight softly lies.

Their trysts are veiled in sable gloom, Their voices hushed, as though a tomb Had sealed their vows in silence deep— Where not e'en gaslight dares to creep.

The world, austere and cruelly drawn, Would scorn the touch their hands have known. So chill the wind, so sharp the air— Yet still they linger, pale and bare.

They fashion cathedrals from alleyways, Altars of breath, in spectral haze. Each glance a hymn, each touch defied The death that stalks where love must hide.

They are sunless, Moonless, Forsaken by flame— Yet hearts unlit bear passion's name.

Their love is their lantern, Their solace, their plight, Their warmth in the shivering Grasp of the night.

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This is a poem I wrote while bored and thinking of some of my friends from my DR's and OC's

I've been really getting into rewriting my poetry into old English because I think it makes it more romantic and melancholic

Let me know your thoughts on it!

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Shifting Story Time!!

Okay so to start!

I, unfortunately, did not shift to my DR either time but surprisingly, I shifted to the same place twice

It was around 6 days ago, I had taken a break from shifting attempts so shifting hadn't been in my mind at all throughout this time. The only time shifting was brought up in my day was when I randomly said out loud "Huh, I want to be in my waiting room right now. Guess I'm there now lol" and just completely forgot about it and carried on with my day.

WELL SHOCKER CUZ THAT NIGHT I SHIFTED.

As I said, it wasn't to my DR, nor my Waiting room. I shifted to a fucking abandoned storage unit box thingy in the MIDDLE OF THE WOODS?!?! The only DR this could possibly remind me of would be my apocalypse DR, which funny enough I scripted that I would live in a rundown place, but not a storage unit. I'm gonna put some pics from Pinterest to describe what it looks like there:

I was inside this thing, the opening was completely off of the hinges so it was on the ground. Vines and moss COVERED this thing, and the scent of rust was THICK in the air. Metal bars kinda jutted out of it and there were a lot of bugs everywhere, like flies, butterflies, moths, etc.

There was a dip in the earth under it which led into a path in the woods, in the distance I could hear some forms of gunshots/yelling ???

this is what the path kinda looks like, although a ton more trees than that though, I could barely see the path.

When I woke up here I was standing alone inside the rundown storage unit, and I looked around confused. I realized I shifted when a mosquito bit at my arm and I could smell the rust, at first I was petrified.

I immediately started walking out of the unit, I tripped over the dip in the earth, and then I started hearing the gunshots, far in the distance. I started repeating my switch word (it's a phrase that I use if I shift to the wrong reality that brings me immediately to my waiting room, in case of emergency) my switch word is "shoot wrong reality"

I kept repeating it and I saw glimpses of my WR, but I wasn't grounded enough and the gunshots got so close that I shifted back to my CR out of fear. It was TERRIFYING. BUT SO AMAZING.

It was honestly beautiful there, I love the idea that nature would take control after the apocalypse and how beautiful it would be with nature corroding everything, masking away any form of civilization with beauty and life.

When I came back I screamed (sorry momma & papa)

It took me about 2 hours to register what happened, and it had me questioning whether I shifted or not, but I know I shifted because I was there

That was the first night, the night after I SHIFTED BACK??

It was for a shorter time, but I remember waking up and running fast, there were more storage units scattered around, I thought I saw someone else running and when I called to them I woke back in my CR

I don't know where this place is, but I was there, TWICE, and now I'm so excited to actually try to go to my DR

So yeah!!!

It took me a while to really process this, which is why I didn't want to post about it right away, I needed to be completely sure, as I don't want to spread misinformation

I hope this gives you some motivation! Happy shifting <333

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