We are (no) more than ribbons

We are something, no, everything. We are a constant and eternal continuity.We are something fragments of everything reach for. They seek comfort in us or answers. Some demand reasoning for what is just our nature.We are something angry and terrified hands grope at, searching for a way under skin we don’t have.We are a vast ocean.We are torn in two.We are me and you.I no longer remember being us but I am certain of something when I witness you.I know you.More than that.I love you.Aka- a strange fic compared to my others that is just me playing with the creation of the construct and a damsel route from the POV of the princess/shifting mound. It’s very experimental and abstract. Incredibly different to what I’m used to but I had a lot of fun with it.