Back To Eden

8

She waltzed into camp as if she wasn't covered in blood. She looked as if she didn't have a thought behind those eyes. I could've locked her dead in her eyes and feel nothing of but coldness.

I felt a breeze knock me over as II and III rushed over to Reilynn, seeing if she had hurt herself. I laid back watching as if she was a broken china doll.

"What happened?!" II exclaimed once he checked for no wounds.

She smiled and headed to her tent with no sound besides the twigs snapping beneath her feet.

"It looked like she fucking murdered someone." II mumbled under his breath. I nodded in agreement.

Whatever she did, I am going to know before him. Maybe it was the way I thought about it but I felt as if it was my responsibility to everything. Maybe I need and attitude change. My mind raced through all my thoughts but she stayed through all of it. I think I need some help.

Help?

No. I don't need help. I am strong and getting help is weak. Seek an appeal for the desperation for help is not what a man does. I provide, it is what I serve my purpose for.

"Do you seek help Vessel?"

The wind rang around my ears, filling my nose with black smoke and crossing over my eyes with a black blindfold to find myself seeing what I truly think inside.

"You are nothing without your mask?" Sleep's voice called out.

I nodded slowly.

"Your eyes maybe an ocean of dark and but you drown in self pity that you throw upon yourself." My eyes glossed over with tears.

"You only prove my point dear Vessel. In pity, I throw a ritual." I felt a smile press on his lips. "I'll shall take my time to play with your mind. Put you through panic when you see them go. I shall laugh when I finally make you cry of fear that you have trapped inside of you." He paused.

"This is going very well for us."