User blog:Orion's Dagger/The Fallen Gaudin

Blackness.

I'm falling.

I remember...the light...and the sky.

My father, and mother...and my siblings.

But I only remember impressions, I cannot remember their actual names...

I sigh, and like always, my breaths are swiftly eaten by the nothing I'm falling through.

I've often wondered...if anyone knows I've been here.
Falling.

Falling for...a timespan.

Oh?

Oh...its another thing falling through...it happens occasionally, but they always drift away again.

A sock.

Just another sock.

Its usually a single sock. One of a pair; lost, like me.

And I've seen keys, small toys, spectacles, pens, and several other things I do not know. They were likely built after I fell.

At least I have my bed.

Its the only other falling object that has stayed with me for as long as I can remember falling.

I think...my pillow held my tears for the first few...the first few spans of time.

My...responsibility as the eldest of them is to...to...

To do what? I can't do anything for any of them here...whever here is.

I've fallen into an Abyss...and I've given up on getting out again.

I might be here until the end of time...except...

I don't think there's time here...the nothing already gobbled it all up.

What did you do father?