ㅤ ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : The transcendental prism brought to light two faces to 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧; the one shaped by love and the one shaped by visceral apathy. It illustrated how she swung amongst them, never wanting to admit that she had more than one persona. It then depicted a dagger and a silky silk sweater to her. She might undergo the agony of shedding the tone of voice of apathy, or she could accept the serenity of the silk sweater that hid the truth from all eyes. It was difficult to heal and grow and learn. It was simple to prolong this rot into a realm of vanity and hubris. The aim of the transcendental prism was never to impart wisdom. That was there to illustrate the truths so that when the entity could never pretend that they didn't have much choice in their destiny. It had been told, and so as a corollary, they have either been laudable for gaining or liable for worsening from whatever degree of empathetic welfare they were at. ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : The television jury was hung in the corner like an unsavory eyepiece. 𝐒𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐨𝐧 tried not to stare, but with it gone, the two beams of disarray in the chamber appeared so much terrible. The television must symbolize escapism, seeing into other people's lives, being a roll on the wall - not a terrible imitation of her own ailment. She didn't need the humdrum of her own flourishing mirrored back to her. Her foot thumped vigorously up and down, her cheeks clenched, and she crouched down, memory deliriously vacant, almost without a rational awareness, picking up the remote to choose the tv programme and hung silently. ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : As 𝑺𝒖𝒂 descends the elevator and toward the highrise foyer. She has a slight bounce in her step as a byproduct of the exhilaration she is going through right now. A quiet ding swiftly tells us that the elevator is open. The gleaming brown doors with gold lines split to disclose a capacious elevator. The elevators frames are bonded with the same travertine that covers the hallways of the foyer and the 11th floor. Once inside the elevator, you discover that there are about 11 levels reachable from this elevator. The velocity of the elevator is the next amazement once there. It gives the impression that the journey is exceedingly smooth and efficient, with the only signal of your velocity coming from the neon LED podium meter dangling just above the entrance. Whenever the journey is finished, the gold lattice doors emerge and she exits onto the 11th level, found as the 𝐆𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐘𝐨. ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : All seek a known doorway to enter the premises of tranquility; this is the illustrator's talent. Each sees just one entry, the one carved chiefly for them by love, an approach that is strange and vastly different from the rest. The portal that takes 𝐓𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 to a new world. She pounces down to sniff it; very unlike anything she's ever smelled before, not caustic, not lovely, and not like waste. The waves swept out as she thought but in slow motion. She lifts her gaze away. Yet, somewhere within the entrance, she heard something unusual, a tune she's heard a thousand times and never heard before. ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : 𝑺𝒖𝒉𝒚𝒆𝒐𝒏 opened the cabinet door to discover the bizarre world. When she unlocks the cabinet, she discovers a realm unlike her own. She finds a cabinet in which to hide. She goes all the way back and forth into the wardrobe until she reaches a zone known as 𝐆𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐘𝐨. The 7 maidens go in together for the final time after stepping in numerous times. They tackle the one-eyed rabbit, meet sentient animals, and come face to face with an evil witch. Will her and BILLLIE's voyage to The Strange World come to an end here, or will they continue to remain? ㅤ