Madness string 31373

Random mermaid
Losing your way between dreaming and waking, the bright days you once knew so well fade into nothing but a memory. The colours fade, the edges blur and now you see the world only through the eyes of a sleep-walker - not real enough, and yet too real to understand.

One is full of disorder and chaos and lawn gnomes. The other is order and space and half-baked plans.