Quotes About Escaping Reality 소설 & 이야기

"The words that come out of your mouth can be so funny at times, you know that? I've told you before to get rid of that silly fantasy you have. I won't be able to love you and I don't need your love, it'll just be a burden. There is no happy ending for us, there never was and there never will be. You can keep holding on to that false belief for as long as you can but eventually, reality will come crashing down on you." He said and stood up to leave. "Why do you do it?" I suddenly asked without thinking.

His face was dripping with confusion and he looked so perplexed, that it only made me feel like an idiot. "I was... practicing my...escape methods?" I tried, but I knew it sounded lame. The Alpha's brows shot up, and I wished he'd stop staring at me like I had grown a second head. "Your escape methods involve bashing your brain cells out? Alright then, I suppose you see something new every day." He commented dryly, and my face colored. "It's called a distraction leap." "Ah." He said slowly. Making it very obvious he thought I was insane or full of crap.

Would I face the man they called Gideon or would I leave the place and be at States with my Dad? I heaved a sigh. I guess I don't have a choice but to pick what is good for me. Whatever happens, whatever the Leader's decision is, I will accept it no matter what. It is like putting a lump of flaring coal in the water. It might burn your skin, but it will lead you to safety. Aside from that, in being able to achieve what lies beyond the scorch, seek for its heart and pull it off then break free. Fly away limitless but choose to be in reality between false and fiction. For in the first place, life, death, and realization did not cage us but we caged ourselves in a place we thought is our saf

He says and runs off in a blur. I drop myself on the cold ground and lean my head against the wall. How foolish was I to think that there was a way out of here. To think that I could escape and everything would be okay. It was all a lie. Fabricated in my head like webs spun by spiders. The teardrops start rolling down my cheek and I watch my whole life flash before my eyes as the harsh reality crashes into me like the waves and I realise that there is no escaping this hell. I hear the creak of the door and I open my eyes to see a bodyguard standing and staring at me.

"Stop imagining, because all these things, because they are not real, your imaginations will keep hurting you all over again knowing the fact that you are now a slave, who is not meant for good things." Sharriah said, Envaline frowned for a while, her words were awfully the pure truth but there was always hope for her. "But what if I try to escape, when I get sold, I can leave a free life." She whispered to Sharriah, at least to have even a tiny piece of hope, that she will leave a good life

It looked too real to even be considered as the plain imagination or the trick of the minds. Sighing, I decided to let my mind free from the constant aching thoughts just drown myself in the words of the books that took my interest letting me escape from reality. Maybe soon the feelings and strange sensations will wash away..I just had to keep fighting. The stronger the urges become the stronger I have to become. * * *

Halen snorts derisively and releases his grip on me when the last anguished cries fade. It is no secret that I escape reality by submerging myself in literature, but the regular visits of soothsayers, augurs, clergymen and oracles, I had believed to be undiscovered until now. My quest for the truth has hit a stone wall and I am directionless.

"Tell me, I know I'm immortal, I know everything is arranged in this world but I still hope I have memories and remember everything, I I don't want to forget anything." When she was in a coma, Sharmaine chose to escape the cruel reality of her dream, she refused to wake up, she chose to sleep forever. No one could advise Sharmaine¸ she was frightened by this world. Sharmaine escaped reality by leaving the real world, Sharmaine fell into a white dream,

“Good sign. That puts you ahead of most newcomers.” “I feel like a misfiled document at the wrong board meeting.” “Trust me, most of them don’t even know why they’re here. They just follow champagne flutes like breadcrumbs.” He leaned in slightly. “If you want out, I know a shaded spot by the stables. Quiet. No live jazz. No overly perfumed women asking what boarding school you went to.” I actually smiled. “Tempting.” “Then consider it your escape plan.” But before I could answer, another voice broke through...deeper, direct.

The wounds that all of us possesses isn’t something that easily heals. That is why I also know that this moment that I am in right now is not real. I took one last look at the people around me as I try to memorize how their face looks when they are happy and loved. Once I have them printed in my heart, I closed my eyes and started to chant the words that I have been repeatedly saying over and over again. ‘This is not real.’ As much as I love this moment, I also know that I can’t stay here, because one, this isn’t real. And two, I can’t live here. This isn’t my reality, because there is no such thing as a perfect life.