10-16-2021, 01:20 PM
so don’t forget to love me in damnation
For the living i have earned on love gone wrong
For the living i have earned on love gone wrong
The air is charged when he takes that step toward her. She can feel the tendrils of his radioactivity snaking out and brushing her nose, though she has no way of knowing that’s what it is. Not strong enough to make her feel any of its effects except a strange tingling in her skin.
Her heart hurls itself recklessly against its ribbed cage and she tries desperately to will herself back into her own body. But there is nothing she can do, no matter how fiercely she wants to. Internally she rages against it, her thoughts drowned out by a long scream of frustration, her breathing shallow.
No, no, no.
She can see the hurt pass across his face. She watches him turn away from her. It chases a strangled sound out of her mouth but there’s no sense in it, no words. Just a guttural grunt of frustration that almost sounds like a panicked sob.
Please, please, please.
It is the first time in her life she has ever known this kind of panic.
And then she is slammed back into her own body. Pale white and plunged back into the darkness and she releases a relieved breath. But her mind is already racing, wondering how she might make it up to him, convince him that she had not meant to hurt him.
Then she is nothing at all. Gone and panic seizes her again. Until she realizes that she can still breathe. She is still alive. She has not blinked out of existence altogether. She is only invisible. She is only gone as far as the rest of the world is concerned. She sucks in a sharp breath and moves to apologize again. But when she opens her mouth, no sound comes out at all.
Her heart hurls itself recklessly against its ribbed cage and she tries desperately to will herself back into her own body. But there is nothing she can do, no matter how fiercely she wants to. Internally she rages against it, her thoughts drowned out by a long scream of frustration, her breathing shallow.
No, no, no.
She can see the hurt pass across his face. She watches him turn away from her. It chases a strangled sound out of her mouth but there’s no sense in it, no words. Just a guttural grunt of frustration that almost sounds like a panicked sob.
Please, please, please.
It is the first time in her life she has ever known this kind of panic.
And then she is slammed back into her own body. Pale white and plunged back into the darkness and she releases a relieved breath. But her mind is already racing, wondering how she might make it up to him, convince him that she had not meant to hurt him.
Then she is nothing at all. Gone and panic seizes her again. Until she realizes that she can still breathe. She is still alive. She has not blinked out of existence altogether. She is only invisible. She is only gone as far as the rest of the world is concerned. She sucks in a sharp breath and moves to apologize again. But when she opens her mouth, no sound comes out at all.
anaise
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