UnrealWhat is this feeling supposed to be?Life is good, I like my job, so why do I still question things?Why do I still feel like this is just a dream that I'll wake from any moment?The thoughts still wander my mind, that wasn't a coinsidence, it happened becuase I thought about it. Not becuase it is.The feeling of something sureal.But this is real, I tell myself.Becuase I can feel pain, I pinch myself and it hurts.So why does the world still feel unreal?
Our WorldsThe Void:This is the first place we had. It is just a black space with a white marble floor. The middle of it is lit up from an unknown source of light. Sometimes furniture and different scenes can be called into being there. Only one fragment lives there currently. An artificial realistic humanoid that mimics and takes on the forms of others to help the other alters vent out frustrations and things. Jessica used to stay here as well, but since making my room she has moved. It is often used for co-consciousness ie: when one or more of us are out at the same time.The Forest:This is a place Dawn created. It is a gigantic forest, looking like a mix of big redwood and rain-forest with some trees that are as big around as a Volkswagon bug, and some even bigger. Everything is green and full of life but sunlight there always appears to be at either dusk, or twilight. It is full of exotic plant life, some of which glow. If you have seen the film Avatar, that might give you an idea as to wha