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Complete the following tasks. Then come and join me. Underneath the shadow of the singing tree.
CONTENT WARNING: Suicide does NOT actually occur in this story. THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION and is not directed at any real person, living or dead. I do not condone suicide. If you are suicidal, or have serious concerns about your mental health, I advise you not to read this story.
Help is available. USA Suicide Prevention Helpline: 800-273-8255. Website.
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Woah. For a story this sad, I actually liked it!
Damn.
Also, please don't.
This was weirdly beautiful for me. It certainly inspired me to write something.
Thank you for making this.
This is really something special.
Write more Wally pls, you're really good at it 🙏🙏🙏
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You thought I wouldn't notice a SadWally story this good? This is my domain, y'all. I'm always on the lookout for more quality Wally \o/.
also this is doing things to my ego lulz
This was quite haunting.
Wait, is this based on that movie or game?
Also, I’m a little bit confused.
I don’t know much about plants so I may not understand what she’s talking.
What is that supposed to mean?
Also, was it really a blue whale that saved her?
Wait, is wallflower writing this?
I’m confused about the author’s note.
I’m so confused.
Wow, that’s depressing.
What?
Wait for what?
Didn’t really understand what happened.
Great little story. I've always been a fan of the pseudo-fourth-wall-breaking style in storytelling, and you pull off that slightly off-putting feeling with the style of Wallflower's narration beautifully.
The images in the author's note added another layer too, turning Wallflower from coming across as creepy to seeming flat-out unhinged (though I couldn't help but laugh a bit at her... It seems a bit generous to call it a poem).
Telling a story through instructions on how to repeat that character's journey is a great way of making it stand out, and you did a fantastic job of it!
If you don't write more stuff with Wallflower I will fill a water balloon with expired chicken noodle soup and throw it at your window.
Damn.
I avoid stories with the Second Person tag for a reason. Almost all of them on this site are just awful, to put it mildly. This story is an example of how to do such stories right. How to immerse the reader while advancing the story and characters at the same time.
Great tone, pacing, and characterization. Formatting this story as a list of tasks, along with their "completions" in the Author's Notes, is something I legitimately haven't seen before. (The closest would be something like a CYOA story, but this is in a category of its own.) The repeated imagery of the blue whale was a stroke of genius, especially because it wasn't real. But something not being real doesn't mean it's any less meaningful. Like stories in general.
Excellent work. I hope writing this cathartic exercise helped you in some way.
This is exceedingly fucked up. I love it.
and oof, love that last line. is it twisting the knife to underline just how non-existent those unremembered failures are?
all of this is great but that cut-off last line is especially so. a lot to unpack there!
hmm i'm not sure i like where the combination of "branch" and "support your entire weight" is going here but love the druidic vibe of this whole thing. especially
there's something unsettling and dreamlike about this, especially the mother suddenly speaking a fully-formed blue whale-centric theology. it's unsettling where the magical thinking about singing trees was not. maybe assigning divinity to an animal that is not an alicorn princess is a step too far. (and both trees and blue whales are organisms that are literally bigger than us humans! something about that)
love this
the dryness of the mention of the very specific last item, magnifique
well i guess that is what happens to love poems if the most salient topics are forbidden
agh, the "as sacred as possible". this is all the more unsettling for how much sense it makes to the speaker, looking for meaning in all the pain
the way that the previous bits of imagery all come together in this is powerful. and undercutting that very imagery with
really elevates it for me
the unwinding as Wallflower holds on even tighter to her crush and fantasy, along the mental patterns she'd laid down before, oof. the cycles of blissful imagination and self-hatred and self-harm are tightening and it's hard to watch. the "nothing" coming back from the first chapter at the end was a great touch. simpler times, almost
the comma at the end of the Author's Note in the previous chapter haunts me. just excellently done.
for what it's worth, i'm glad you didn't, and that i got to read this. i've read few things so immersive into a descent like this. thank you