No world Part 0: The point of it all.

“What I meant to write started as just writing.”

“But then you gave it purpose.”

“It was just a dream.”

“Just a dream?”

“Yeah, that's why I wrote you, Marci and whoever Paige is.”

“Why, why though?”

“It was couple of dreams i had…”

“No.”

“Much like this entire bullshit you call writing, you can't reason a meaning.”

“In what way?”

“You’re too focused on making the interpretation so f*****g open ended, you lack a point.”

“....”

“That’s how I feel.”

“Look.”

“A girl with pink hair on a clocktower high above the sky?”

“A constant negative interference such as Marci?”

“A ridiculous 3rd party in the form of Paige Not?”

“You have no idea where you are in this dialogue.”

“And you made me the bad guy for it.”

“I was just writing dreams I had, Nothing more.”

“That’s..”

“That’s all I'll ever be then.”

“A dream, a nonsensical nothing.”

“You aren't nothing. This wasn't all for naught. There is something to be taken for all of this, a point, a meaning, something.”

“And that is?”

“... I'll have to find you. I'll start at a clock tower above the clouds.”