The Art of Grief: Dream Angst Oneshots

Missing

The shouts are more muted now. I guess there's enough distance between us. I thought to myself.

I slowed down to catch my breathe, only now realizing the excruciating pain in my legs and my reopened wounds, now bleeding out. Shit...hopefully that didn't leave a trail. I ripped off a few strips of clothing for bandages.

I sat down to tie them around my injuries, which was more difficult without my left forearm attached. But this is fine, I've had worse.

After finishing the treatment, I looked up to scour my surroundings. Trees and a lot of steep inclines...guess I'm on a mountain of sorts.

I stood up and put my mask back in place, brushed off a few twigs and leaves and began to walk forward again. This time, upwards.

The climb itself was okay. But what really bothered me was my lack of weaponry and protection. Hopefully they don't find me...

Soon enough, I've arrived at the peak, which had a small clearing by a cliff that overlooked the sea, surrounded by rest of the mountain range. It's pretty... I took some time to appreciate the untouched beauty.

The SMP...was once just like this, wasn't it? I began to reminiscent the past. With rolling grass hills and clear, wide rivers as blue as the sky. I furrowed by brows. Now it's all ruins and blood.

I scanned my eyes across the water below, observing what might be hidden beneath the blue. Rocks, seaweed, fish...all existing in harmony. I chuckled to myself. Wish people could act the same.

I sat down on the grass and sighed, my eyes wandering through the clouds and waves below them. Something cool slid down my cheek. I wiped the tear away.

Deep down, I knew I couldn't run forever. The past always catches up, doesn't it? Seems like there was a mistake in calculations...or was this how things were always meant to be?

I thought back to their words. 

"Stupid child...no one loved you, not even I did. And I'm your mother!"

"You should be grateful that you even have all this. Maybe if you were a little smarter, you'd actually THINK a little before you anger me. Come 'ere!"

"Well I mean...no one really likes you, so why bother?"

"Bet you won't ever have a n y friends. Ha!"

They did say that, didn't they? I found myself smiling. Who knew they were all prognosticators. What a joke.

The shouts sounded much closer. Aw, and I wanted to enjoy the peace a little longer. Too bad then. I stood up and walked forward.

First, it was just rustling of the leaves, but it soon became heavy footsteps and loud whispers. A few birds tweeted above and then silence. 

I stared out into the horizon of the ocean, at that endless blue beast, infinitely wide. I could feel the waves crashing below and the sea-mist that swirled above them. I wonder, what lies between the water and the sky? It is all of mankind's sins, or is it the home of the gods? Is it the stories of lives and their death? 

But the thought didn't last, not quite nearly long enough. Because from behind me, I heard the sound of stepped grass and the klink of netherite armor. A swoosh indicated drawn weapons.

"Seems like you've gotten yourself into a dead end, Dream." I recognized it as Sapnap's voice. He was my friend once, wasn't he? "You've got nowhere left to run. Give it up."