Call me : Darkness

Run

She was running.

Her feet were begrudgingly crying but she didn't stop.

With every step, she was crumbling.

She wanted to stop - stop everything.

The chilly winds which grazed her pink ears, the blood that crept out of her prickled feet, the tears that kept streaming down her flushed face - her papa's anger, her mother's torment....

Her beating heart, her miserable life.

But she couldn't.

There were loads of things Aurora couldn't do, but run.

Run from everything.

From her papa, her mama, her home, her light, her life.

Her entire life was running. Skittering away from her emotions, shying away from grisha, huddling away from papa and pushing away from whatever was inside her.

Aurora's knees collapsed, she fell face first on the ground.

Do you ever have that kind of pain which literally burns you from within? It travels up your cheeks and thrums in your forehead. It rattles against your joints and tingles in your eyes.
That subdued feeling echoes throughout your entire body as if it were hollow, and maybe it is.
That feeling, that pain, it rips you from yourself, makes you feel indifferent yet another person entirely.

That pain, that ineluctable inevitable pain, broke her.

Everyone she ever loved was chipped away from her in fragments.

The persistent clawing that reverberated within her even now was frightening, yet there.

The only thing that remained with her was nothing but something inside her.

And when reality finally unfolded itself before Aurora's eyes like blooming shadows, it broke lose.

Light came from everywhere.

It doused the entire area.

It was painful, so much painful.

The blinding light responded to her call, the only thing that did that - Aurora screamed. More light followed.

She felt the burning blisters on her fleecy skin. Her hair smelled like burning wool. But the light only grew more powerful.
It seemed to knit a pattern around her, dancing between her limbs and skipping adjacent to her face, grazing her eyes and lips.
It was calming, but painful.

And yet, isn't calmness painful?

The calm sensation before a tsunami hits? the calm winds before a storm? 

Calmness is pain.

The light shot towards the sky and tipped over the building clouds. They scattered like many herds of sheep. The pale moonlight was nothing compared to this blinding light. It was magnificent, it was delirious, it was impossible.

But it was there, burning the ground, igniting the sky, skipping in between the grains of sand, trotting alongside the churning water of the well.

It was everywhere - the light.

And then it was gone.

It all happened in a blink of an eye - the sky blazed, the water heated - but then it left her body limp.

Aurora fell sideways, her head crashing against the rough surface of a stone.

The familiar feeling of hot blood oscillated between her left eye and ear. It crept below her hair and drenched the roots. The smell was....refreshing.