chrysea

A darkness breaks across the still, desolate city streets. The street light above flickers as though a child is playing with the switch. It's empty, cold, and lonely, this path I walk, but I walk it none the less. Driven by my curiosity, my fear, and my dreams, I take each step with gracous care so as not to disturb the silence that has enveloped the night.

Taking each step, one by one, slowly, delicately, as knowing each step could be my last. Looking up, I see no moon, where the moon once resided. All that remains are dark clouds whisping through the brisk night air, and in that moment, in that heartbeat of a second I heard the breath. It spoke to me, as though against my ear. I could almost feel the warmth against my cheek, but the voice was hallow. It did not come from right beside me, more as it came from inside of me.

The echo resonated within my soul. A sound so forgien, and yet so familar. It reminded me of memories from yet another life. A life that I was not yet privledged to know, and I turned, and I saw him.

I looked up into those cold, blue eyes. Those hynotic spheres I could only recall in dreams. There were no words, no friendly exchanges, but I knew him, and he knew me. At that moment, time stood still, eternity passed, and I realized there was no going back.

I wanted to turn. I tried to turn, to run, to scream, to just escape my inevidable fate, that lay before me, but my head swelled, my heart sank, my feet became lead, and I could not flee. In those last few seconds, all emotions flooded me, as though the gates had been lifted, fear, bliss, anger, remorse, guilt. No more did I know who I was or where I was going. Everything in me changed. Time is meaningless when trapped in a whirlpool, sinking into oblivian.

As I looked back into those cold, heartless, blue eyes, I knew the life of who I was was now over.........

Heh...there is something I hadn't done in awhile...I wrote...yay me...

~C~