My Small Mind

Idea #2 (ENG)

!Warning!

The following writing has alcohol use and Post traumatic syndrome content regarding being burned alive.

*Theme: Fiction / Fantasy / Drama

*Characters: Mia (3years old)Feminine MC / Rholand (25years old)SC

*World: Fantasy
*Inspired from: OC
*Creation date: February 13 2022 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"I was blind by darkness. Even behind my eyelids, my eyes were aflame and I wish I could cry to make the irritation go away but they were closes. I couldn't move and my whole body was burning. It was agonizing. Some parts of my body were very itchy the kind of itch that draws blood after scratching for too long, but in that case my skin would have followed. I couldn't breathe for my throat was raw and hurt enough for me to not dare taking even the smallest breath. So I remained still, waiting."

"Just like that day?" I swallowed hard, the lump in my throat almost making me choked on my saliva. Slowly I nodded still eyeing the clock. It was almost five in the morning. "Yes." I whispered. He took some time before resuming, after a long sip of wine. I tried following his gesture with my own, but regret instantly. The alcohol burned my throat, leaving a trail of warmth behind.

"Well, its not the first nor the last time it happens. But its over." He pat my knee looking at nothing but his red beverage. "Sometimes I wake up screaming, but its nothing to be concerning. You are not truly in danger."

"But it feels lik-"

"But its not. You are not really in pain, if you were to breath you wouldn't choke on smoke and its all but just a bad souvenir." Heat rises to my cheek in embarrassment at his scowling. He look at me as if I was a child who woke him up because of the monsters under my bed. But the monster was not under the bed. He could not chase it with sage but the most important thing is that I am no child. I stand up and empty my glass of wine exchanging it for water.

"Hey! That wine was expensive." I frown and turn my head towards him. The fire must have slipped from my story to my eyes because Rholand recoiled as if I burned him. "what's that look for?"

"You're an ass." I turn to face him completely and let the water calm my mind as I take a sip of my glass. Rholand sighed heavily and drained his glass of wine before setting it on the coffee table.