You are running through a forest.
It is late at night and the sky is as black as pitch.
The trees which surround you, jutting out of the earth like eerie monuments to a foreign god, are blotting out most of the moonlight.
You do not know where you are going.
You have no map; no route; no plan.
You have no desire, as you run, save to escape.
You cannot let yourself be caught.
All you can do is run, on and on and on...
But, despite all of your hard work, your best efforts will, invariably, be in vain. It’s already too late for you. After all...
You’ll never be able to escape from me.
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It is late at night and the sky is as black as pitch.
The trees which surround you, jutting out of the earth like eerie monuments to a foreign god, are blotting out most of the moonlight.
You do not know where you are going.
You have no map; no route; no plan.
You have no desire, as you run, save to escape.
You cannot let yourself be caught.
All you can do is run, on and on and on...
But, despite all of your hard work, your best efforts will, invariably, be in vain. It’s already too late for you. After all...
You’ll never be able to escape from me.
我的爱将你溺亡，我的爱将你埋葬，我的爱将你吞噬，你永远无法逃离这个孤寂之地♥
別有深意的第二人稱敘事手法……深刻感受到作者對氛圍感的用心設計。各自停留於孤寂之地，現已只能以死傾訴“孤獨”了……→這樣的角色設計很迷人。常常能在她們的結局中看見某種對孤獨回應，或：一種無可奈何的互文（畢竟……這裏已成孤寂之地。）。