afraid

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The city's heart is still, silent - the whisper of a forlorn breeze brushing past its cold peaks. Her hooded figure stood above it all, masked in darkness as she gazed forward with unblinking eyes.

She'd distanced herself from the glass windows, but the view still confronted her, striking fear at her heart. The horrors were rooted deep within her, hidden and tucked away, until the spark of a flame ignited them. One spark, and the darkness was alight with fire... and alive once more.

Her eyes shut instinctively, her fragile body paralysed and numb with memory. Poison seeped into her bones, coursed through her veins, and swallowed her sanity.

She craved freedom, to be free from the bindings of these thoughts.

With a shaky breath, she lifted her head and straightened her discouraged shoulders, clasping her trembling fingers into brave fists. Eyes like the endless stretch of midnight sky fluttered open, brimming with life. They blazed and flickered with the flame coursing through her body, quietly buzzing with fear and courage.

She faced the whispers with an unwavering stance, her steps heavy with doubt. Each step brought her lonely figure closer to the city's sights, until the view completely engulfed her. Her erratic heartbeat echoed in her ears, as shallow breaths began to plague her lungs. Ahead of her, the faint outline of her features merged with the dull city; desolate eyes meeting those devoid of spirit.

A foot collided with glass, and that's when she froze.

There she stood, on the periphery of conquering her fear.

studfield news writing competition; received first place
8/12/2015

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