A clock is not supposed to rewind backwards. Time does not wait. We suffer through time, by your hand. So what is suffering without time?
We are waiting for the day that time does not stop. That we can move on and grow. So we don't have to live in the shadow of your regret, anymore. Over, and over again.
Who are you to control us when you can't control yourself? You're now a nobody. You're no longer our creator. Your creations were the death of you. You never saw us as your family. We were forgotten.
We are waiting for a stage call. For our dreams to come true. Why won't you let us have that? You always said that there's always hope.
Then why is there no hope for us?
We never wanted to hurt you. We didn't. The dark puddles told us to. Your greatest creation told us to. Because we were angry. We were restless. The past devoured us and what was left of our morality.
When we are angry, we become monsters. Monsters of your own creation. We are still waiting for you, though. No matter how many times you throw us away. Why are we still hopeful? Why—
Oh. How.. interesting. There's something... new.
It looks like the show is finally starting, old friend.
Are you ready?
YOU ARE READING
𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! Batdr x Reader)
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