Title:           The Trip
Author:          RPBN
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/3GP4Qvj3
First Edit:      Wednesday 22nd of August 2012 08:43:22 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Wednesday 22nd of August 2012 08:43:22 AM CDT

>The floor melts away beneath your feet.
>The Pink one clouds your vision and directs you toward the maw of the wayward dragon.
>It is the peaceful terror of the ancient ones that drips from your pores.
>Many have come here, but few can call it the way station of tomorrow.
>The Pink one remains.
>Joy and twisting sorrow are piercing the white dawn of the mind barrier.
>It is of no consequence.
>What's there in the shadows of her rear hooves that draws the soul gem's darkness upon me?
>You cannot nor can I, but we will and soon.
>It is the end of all my sight and sound.
>What does the other self want with me?
>Striking the Pink menace only increases her power.
>You cannot stop, she can't do this to you.
>Your fist is a lion rampaging through the graves of lemmings.
>Her hot breath drinks in the aura coming out of your neck.
>We are joined.
>You taste of the nectar created by the only thing in the void.
>It fights with all of your strength.
>It cannot win.
>There is only us.
>We are joined.
>Pink and Nothing.
>The parts are stolen.
>New ones are created.
>There is peace.
>Her peace.
>Together.