C-OSO-010
Barista: Jenny Wells
Date: Feb-5-2020
Receipt: C-OSO-010
Subject: Otherworld
I used to be the one who could see what no one else could.
Back at the Third Cafe, that meant something. Sure Jackie had the 8-Ball always giving her strange and sometimes unhelpful insights. And Rach, she had her weird prose-visions from ████ on high. But I had clarity. Precision. ████████████. I earned it. I bled for it. Practiced it like an instrument. Built it up from nothing.
Now I feel like I'm just…
Normal.
Again.
Jennifer can still see the █████████ from here. Clear as if we were in the ████████. Hell, she can apparently see "██████ no one else has seen, that exist everywhere and nowhere at once." And Rach? Rach is still humming riddles into the roots and they are humming them back to her. And me? I see… trees. Moss. Hills. Mist.
I see nothing.
Nothing special, anyway.
I feel betrayed. Not by them, of course, they can't help that they're "real" ██████. I feel like I’ve betrayed myself. It feels like the Otherworld looked at what I had and said, "That's cute, but it sure is fake," then handed the actual tools to the "real' ██████.
Besides my outburst at the big tree, I've been mostly quiet about it. But I can't keep pretending to be fine with it. I feel… useless. Like I'm dead weight here. I know a few are already talking about heading back to the ████████ once we get to the Cauldron across the sea… but I still want to be here. To be useful. To be…someone.
If there's a sight that can see between, between the ████████ and the Otherworld, between ████ and ███████, between ███████ and █████████, between ██████ and ████—I'm going to be the one to find it.
███████████.
And I don't care what it costs. What I have to give up. What I have to do. I'm going to do it.
Decaffeinate Receipt
"Lesser Dragon, Petit Angel, Skull Servant, Witty Phantom, Dark Magician."
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