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Do you look before you leap?

Or leap before you look?

I look

and look

and look

and then

I decide against leaping. 

AHHHHH!

Someone has given me a push.

I guess I'm

In.

I do hope there's a

Trampoline or some feather

Matresses there

To break 

My

F

A

L

L 

. 

Heelloo there my friend. It seemed like you needed a bit of encouragement. I may or may not have decieded your course for you. Don't get mad. It was just a small

N    U    D    G    E    .

Nothing more, nothing less. 

Anyhow, it looks like it's time for me to plan my trajectory. Watch as I fearlessly

J    U    M    P    !    !    ! 

(Hah, I know, I'm not much for poetry. Kudos to my cuz for being a word master.) 

I stare into the abyss.

Is there a bottom?

Do you trust me?

Will you trust me? 

very

very

hesitantly

i

s t e p

i n t o 

t h e

h o l e 

and fall

into the unknown

Forever falling

Forever lost

Forever broken

Forever feeling the cost.

Forever alone 

With this hole  

Should I jump?

Should I not?

My previous decisions have long been an afterthought

as I step closer

To the beckoning abyss 

It whispers

"follow me"

"chase me"

"Become me"

I can't breathe

as 

I

follow 

the 

voices

D

O

W

N

into

the 

H

O

L

E.

gazing

gazing, into the black

into the dark

into a hole

wondering

wondering, if I should try

if I should jump

if I should fall

frozen

frozen, glued to the ground

legs locked down

unable to move

fear

fear, gripping and cold

grasping me now

i’m in it’s hold

staring

staring, into an abyss

an eternal night 

an unknown fate

thinking

thinking, maybe i should

maybe i shouldn’t

maybe i will

jumping

jumping, into the black

into the dark

into the hole

the hole beckons,

bottomless (for now)

i know there must be something down there

i have seen the others fall.

the hole beckons,

whispering promises of adventure,

of story

so when i jump

(a little off-center,

but i don't hit the side like i thought i would,

arms suddenly thrown above my head

by the force of gravity;

they go up

as i fall down)

i look down first

my eyes have not adjusted

but if i squint

i can see shapes, moving

(are they falling still?)

but then i look

up

and i still see a hole

(this one light instead of dark

and shrinking fast)

~~~

Am I the last? (idk whether that's in the poem or not) 

*claps excitedly*

My eyes closed, unwilling to open. The hole was still empty, no one had answered my cry yet.

A slight movement came from one of the Six. I sighed, moving to look.

The first one sat still, silently crying. The pain in her voice, it made my heart ache. This is why I recruit others.

The second met my eyes with an armored pain. Nothing could budge her. I didn’t bother to try.

The third however, had pure fire in her eyes. I knew she was going to be trouble.

“Please…it will be over soon.” I begged. At least I hope.

The fourth was a rare case. Pure fire was the only thing I saw in her. Fire because she would keep defending herself.

Someone fall. Someone help.

The fifth might as well have been sleeping. Her eyes were closed in an expression of complete peace. Confident and unmoving.

And finally, a growl from the sixth. She was a wildcat. I wouldn’t even try.

The call has been sent. This should be over soon enough.

Wait-there! Someone, cautiously looking. They seem to step away...and then suddenly get pushed into the hole.

Tumbling, falling, screaming…

No time to be an artist here. The words flow out, creating a gentle pillow for them to hit. Hmm...not my finest work. But the words are soft enough.

Now then, what’s their name?

Spring Flower.

Lovely. Someone else should be coming soon.

Indeed, another one comes, jumping without hesitation.

Red tailed panda.

Well, this shall be interesting.

They’re coming fast now. Another, hesitantly stepping in.

Alizarine.

And...oh. There, looking. Considering.

Come on.

Come in.

Falling down.

Darkking

And...another. Slightly scared, but jumping nonetheless.

Leeli

Just one more

Shy Peacock

It’s time to reveal myself.

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All you see is a midnight cape covering a seemingly genderless build. A veil covers my face, hanging from a silver crown.

“Welcome. Megumi Puella will now present her side of the story.”  

Spring Flower

Red tailed Panda

Alizarine

Leeli

Shy peacock

and me.

Falling,

falling,

falling.

Untill we are not

I can't look at them

not yet

Instead I survey the veiled entity

and the six girls.

One sorrowed.

One pained.

One raging.

One determined.

One calm.

And one feral.

They are like me in some ways,

except they feel emotion

and I

feel 

nothing

at

all