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Foresters - Adam Monologue - WIP Why do I call myself Adam? Well, because that happens to be my current name. There’s this man I knew back when I was still traveling around America. He was much older than me and he smelled a lot like pizza. I think that was mostly because he never really bothered to wash his clothes, and because he seemed to really enjoy pizza. I never did find out his name, or at least never his real name, but for years I considered him very much my mentor. I called him Pratchett and he called me Adam. He was the first to call me Adam. When I met him, back way before the Brainstorm, he was living on the streets. Pla

1 Working Every time Procrastinating too long Into the dark hours Nightwork 2 Windows Completely black Only darkness beyond Demons, vampires, zombies, werewolves Hidden 3 Imagination Running wild As I look Maybe they're looking back smiling 4 No Keep working Only half way Getting way too tired dreaming 5 Maybe I'm alone No life beyond Only me in here Fading 6 Imagining What if Writing epic stories The edge of life Castles 7 Shit Another hour Dawn almost breaking Need to get this Tommorow 8 Deadline Minutes left No point now Should just give up Failing 9 Stories Written down Quickly forgotten