One, two, three, a scream tore through the silence, reverberating against the walls of his consciousness like a thunderclap.
One, two, three, each pulse of pain ignited a blaze of torment, consuming him from within like a relentless inferno.
One, two, three, agony wrapped its icy tendrils around his soul, squeezing tight until the very air in his lungs turned to shards of glass.
One, two, three, the boundaries of reality blurred into a haze of confusion, as the whispers of madness danced in the shadows, taunting him with their elusive secrets.
One, two, three, and suddenly, he was falling, plummeting into the abyss of his own fractured psyche, where the jagged edges of sanity splintered like shards of shattered glass.
One, two, three, in the chaos of his unraveling mind, he found a twisted sort of liberation—a freedom born of madness, a release from the shackles of reason.
And as the darkness closed in around him, he welcomed it with open arms, for in the depths of insanity, he had found his truest self.
One, two, three, I'm free, he whispered into the void, his voice a fragile echo in the vast emptiness of his fractured mind.
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The Edge of Insanity | Rosalie Hale
FanfictionAmidst the chaos of his unraveling mind, there lingered a flicker of something else-a glimmer of hope, like a solitary candle in the darkness. For in the depths of his madness, Daniel had found an unexpected solace-a love that defied reason, that tr...
