"We all break.
We all shatter.
Thousands of pieces of life,
That's all we are
We hold no true meaning in this world
But,
there are those that choose to make their own meaning.
And they are the ones that become our
Gods"You woke with a start, not knowing where you were you got up to look around. You were in a simple room, the small bed you woke in was the only thing in the room other than a small table in the corner. You approached the table, and looked at its contents. A piece of paper-blank- and an empty envelope.
Stepping away from the desk you gazed in the direction of the door. You decided to try opening it and to your luck, it clicked open. You expected light to flood into the room but you were greeted by an eerie darkness. Looking around the new room, you saw a very odd looking person leaning in a corner. You approached the man, and as you got closer, his features came into view.
He had sort of long, black hair, a flesh colored eye patch on his right eye, he had several peircings on his visible ear, and his mouth and nose were covered by the collar of his jacket.
As you stepped up to him, his gorgeous blue eyes met yours, and he spoke in a sing-song voice, "we are both broken" he said, "we are both missing something" you stepped back and as you did he stepped closer, keeping his eyes locked onto yours. He spoke again "do you know what you're missing?" You attempted to respond but nothing came out.
As you backed away more, you began to feel nauseous, and your vision became engulfed in darkness...
A/n: second chapter soon, leave any suggestions
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Land of The Lonely
General FictionThere is always a part of us that makes us diffierent from others, but what if there was nothing tieing you to this world? What if, what if with one wrong move, you would be gone? Erased from memory? Dead?