the child AND The Prisoner

"hello?" IT CALLS OUT TO IT'S FATE AS SOMETHING... NEW HAPPENS, "i- is anyone there?" THE POOR CHILD DOESN'T REALISE WHAT'S GOING ON, THAT THE RIDE HAS STOPPED, RATHER PITIFUL REALLY, FOR SOMETHING SO POTENTIALLY INFINITE IT IS NOT ACCUSTOMED TO EVERYTHING. "Hello..." THE SECOND VOICE CALLS OUT TO THE CHILD, THE VOICE OF THE PRISONER
THE PRISONER WAS FACE TO FACE WITH WHAT SHOULD BE ITSELF, THE YOUTH IT SHOULD HAVE HAD, THE YOUTH THAT NEVER GRACED IT, ALAS THE PRISONER WAS ALWAYS THE PRISONER, THE CHILD WILL ALWAYS BE THE CHILD... AND AS FOR THE CAROUSEL...
"wh- who are you?" IT CALLS TO THE CHAINED FIGURE STRUNG UNDER THE LUMINESCENT LIGHTS. "No One Important" THE PRISONER RETORTS, "my dad said that no one's not important" THE CHILD WAS THE ONE WITH THE MEMORIES, THE PRISONER YEARNED FOR THEM, THE CAROUSEL MADE SURE THEY WOULDN'T BE AROUND. "I Hate Being Important" THE PRISONER CONFESSED TO THE CHILD CONFUSING IT GREATLY.
"why's that, i want to be important one day" "You Are Important... Just Not To The Right... Thing" THE CHILD WAS UNSURE OF WHETHER TO BE PROUD OF IT'S IMPORTANCE OR TO BE WORRIED. "You And Me, We Are Batter-" THE RIDE CONTINUES, ENDING THIS ONE IN A MILLION CHANCE FOR CONTACT AS THE CHILD IS WHISKED AWAY BY THE BRIGHT LITTLE HORSES AND THE PRISONER CONTINUES IT'S TRAVEL AROUND THE WALLS...

    I TRUST YOU SHALL ALL ENJOY THIS LITTLE RECOUNTING OF A TOUCHING MOMENT BETWEEN MY TWO DEAREST FRIENDS, I WISH THEY SHALL MEET AGAIN... BUT IT IS NOT LIKELY