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A little something I wrote up. Might do more of these just to get 1) content out there and 2) get more in the mood to finally finish my series. Hope you guys like it.
"What am I supposed to do?" gently whispered the panda as he sat on his chair, staring at his monitors. On one, it was endless chats that were being drowned in a torrent of fire. On the other, a never ending show of the world in its cruelest form, bare for all to see. The panda slumped in his chair, paralyzed by his screens. It was overwhelming. It was chaotic. It was exhausting. So much evil in the world and so little the panda could do to stop it. Moments dragged in this overwhelmed state as the screens continued to barrage his psyche. What can one panda do in the face of such a goliath of darkness. He closed his eyes and leaned back, letting all thought just pass by. The torrent of news and heated discussion washing over his body as it slowly emptied, leaving a small calm in the space that is his mind. Darkness stretched far in this space. There was no light to be seen. In this place, he wondered how such darkness could be so prevalent. How can I stop it? How can I resist it? What can I do? His gaze drifted down in this imaginary space and saw his own form, clearly visible. Even more than visible, there was the shedding of a soft light from himself. It was with a small gasp that he awoke from this trance. He could only smile as he turned off the screens, seeing his reflection in them. His warm radiant smile shining back at him as he thought, "Tomorrow will be a better day."
"What am I supposed to do?" gently whispered the panda as he sat on his chair, staring at his monitors. On one, it was endless chats that were being drowned in a torrent of fire. On the other, a never ending show of the world in its cruelest form, bare for all to see. The panda slumped in his chair, paralyzed by his screens. It was overwhelming. It was chaotic. It was exhausting. So much evil in the world and so little the panda could do to stop it. Moments dragged in this overwhelmed state as the screens continued to barrage his psyche. What can one panda do in the face of such a goliath of darkness. He closed his eyes and leaned back, letting all thought just pass by. The torrent of news and heated discussion washing over his body as it slowly emptied, leaving a small calm in the space that is his mind. Darkness stretched far in this space. There was no light to be seen. In this place, he wondered how such darkness could be so prevalent. How can I stop it? How can I resist it? What can I do? His gaze drifted down in this imaginary space and saw his own form, clearly visible. Even more than visible, there was the shedding of a soft light from himself. It was with a small gasp that he awoke from this trance. He could only smile as he turned off the screens, seeing his reflection in them. His warm radiant smile shining back at him as he thought, "Tomorrow will be a better day."
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