His grimace intensified as he uttered only one question, the ultimate decision upon her actions. Slipping slightly backwards out of surprise, she stared wide-eyed at this gentlemen who is now easily six foot five. Upon the notice of this figure, he was at her side with no in between of his beginning and her destination. Off to the side tucked in a corner silently observing stood an ominous man with a crooked smirk. It was almost as if these images were beings of their own, standing independently of themselves in imitation of physical objects representing every horror. This truth was so real, vividly playing through every scene, every moment, every second of the life forgotten long ago only to loop itself at each end. This had been what she yearned, pined and sought after for as long as her memory had served however, now she had to fight back the urge to regurgitate every crystallized emotion that had been dammed up for so long. Upon the catchment of her breath, for this was getting exhausting, her eyes began focusing on the sites encompassing every space, every void that left no corner unfilled. Reaching for the handle, determined to overcome this no matter what she felt pulsing in heart, she was again seemingly transported somewhere else. Standing at least ten foot tall while easily spanning five across, the door was etched, carved, designed in a daunting imagery that would surely make one high tail themselves in any opposing direction so long as it was away from the morbidity radiating from this giant guardian of secrets. Just the mere image of it itself amplified the questioning slowly creeping inside but so far she had come that to turn away now seemed so self-defeating. Within in the span of blink, as if by teleportation, the door stood before her leaving even more muddling confusion. Timidly, she placed a foot onto the beginning step as if it were a first kiss wanting to proceed but hesitant of it being a mistake she supposed it is as they, curiosity kills the cat. “Run, run fast! Do not satiate this hunger inside you!” was projected so forcefully in her mind that she had begun to quake with doubt causing her to begin second guessing this desire, this need. Yet as she trembled in recovery before it, a fleeing sensation crept throughout her. Glancing around slightly dazed, disoriented and but with a slight twinge of exhilaration She gathered that this must be the end, that which she had been so desperately clawing a path towards. With not a second passing between this realization, the scenery changed into entirely new place One that was more eerie simply based on the fact that now she had been precariously placed at the bottom of an ascending staircase. However with each lunge, this hallway seemed to grow longer with shape shifting walls, doors and now voices to accompany the shattering thought that she had originally pursued. These surroundings that her weightless feet seemingly propelled her through only tempted her thirst for a long searched truth more with each stride but she must focus on her task at hand. She heard the footsteps of a broken thought dissipating upon her acknowledgement, desperate to find the source of such a haunting melody inside of her and fueled by an addiction to curiosity she chased the echoes that which reverberated down an unfamiliar hallway. We don't have to pretend.Ībove all we are survivors - who will fight till the end. We all have strong minds - Ignoring the prattle. We are all warriors Who struggled in battle. With people who are finding new ways to cope. You'll soon become friends with those who listen.Īdministrators offer heartwarming advice.Īnd everyone is listening even if their response is concise. The difficulties in life we know firsthand. This is a place where everyone understands. Yay i'm one of his ex’s/tyrants/hard-hearted a blind eyeĮver expanding, ever adventurous, but never done!įrom this point on, you don't need to hide. The way your name floats off everyone's tongue.īlack roses III - one black rose left behind
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