11-04-2020, 07:35 PM
The walls had shuddered and the ground had lurched.
And screaming.
A nightmare.
I had dismissed it as such. Even now as I walk into waning darkness - the grinding of stone still ringing deep within my ears and broken stone littering my back - it feels as though a distant memory would, years ago unfolded and pieces lost to oblivion.
I wanted to forget.
The wind churned lazily at my sides, lifting the dust that had settled over me like a grimey cloak. As it rises, I watch first, then follow the gauzy spectre into the wood speckled with so many others.
The dark thing before them waits, and I join them along the fringes. Skin and bone and pale, my body groans as it settles, but I hardly notice. The dark thing inquires and awaits an answer from us.
<b> “Trick.” </b> The word sounds strangled and grating as it’s forced through lips dry and cracked enough to rival the bark of the birch nearby.
<i>Us.</i>
I’ve never been a part of <i>us</i>.
I have forgotten.
I wanted to forget.
And screaming.
A nightmare.
I had dismissed it as such. Even now as I walk into waning darkness - the grinding of stone still ringing deep within my ears and broken stone littering my back - it feels as though a distant memory would, years ago unfolded and pieces lost to oblivion.
I wanted to forget.
The wind churned lazily at my sides, lifting the dust that had settled over me like a grimey cloak. As it rises, I watch first, then follow the gauzy spectre into the wood speckled with so many others.
The dark thing before them waits, and I join them along the fringes. Skin and bone and pale, my body groans as it settles, but I hardly notice. The dark thing inquires and awaits an answer from us.
<b> “Trick.” </b> The word sounds strangled and grating as it’s forced through lips dry and cracked enough to rival the bark of the birch nearby.
<i>Us.</i>
I’ve never been a part of <i>us</i>.
I have forgotten.
I wanted to forget.