[Funkduder]

Espy/Storm introduced me to Trisphee. Back then, I only knew her username as EspyStorm: one word, one unique entity. And it was during that time that I introduced to the first Trisphite that I didn’t know in real life, who is Misericorde. She was depressed, ranting about her mother dying and consulting with other members, thoughts of suicide. I wasn’t a member. I only waited. I only watched. Despite that, from the eyes, of espy, I knew that things would turn out alright for her. I guess my most vivid memoir of Trisphee was the Letiel events (or should I call it an arc. It was a series of events) but either way, it led up to the unfortunate withdrawal of Letiel from Trisphee, a lot of questions and a ton of temptation to find out why Letial left. It was saddening, a kind of sadness that revealed to me, the meaning of this place. This is a forum… but it’s more than that. This is a community that stretches beyond its cage of fantasy, a world where we realize the horrors of the real world, and the beauty of the friendship in this place. It’s all so real, the way that the words fly off the screen, spin around in your head and make a new meaning. It’s that about Trisphee that makes it so unique. I’ve never been on a forum before, but Trisphee, to me, is my second life in a double life world. It’s a place where you begin anew, start a new slate, get genuine advice from genuinely anonymous people, and once you jump back into reality, you carry the experience from that second life along with you as you walk the path of life.