“I do not wish to be here anymore,” my voice was weak as I spoke to the darkness that surrounded me. The darkness was never ending and seemed to absorb all sound making it almost as if I were not speaking to begin with.
“Our game shall not end and you will not leave until I have won, Nenet.” a voice replied to my pleas for freedom. The voice seemed to have come from the darkness itself; we have had similar conversations many times over the eternity that I have stayed in the dark.
“When will you have won?” I questioned the darkness.
A menacing laugh surrounded me and sent shivers down my spine and goosebumps erupted over my skin but it did not reply to my question. I stayed silent after that but I am not sure for how long, I have lost all sense of time since being brought to this dark place. I have no recollection of my past nor do I have any ideas for the future. My entire existence at this point is a question I have yet to answer; there is simply no reason for me to be here.
The dark is all I have known for so long that the only way I remember my name is when the voice chooses to remind me. Just the thought that I may have had some kind of past is what has kept me from losing myself to insanity.
Knowing that to continue my pleading would be useless I closed my eyes while I continued to float through the darkness, wishing that I was anywhere but right here.
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Sirens
FantasyThe war between Oceanids and Sirenians has escalated beyond the peoples greatest imaginings. With their gods slowly losing their power the Sirenians are beginning to lose the battle and with it their entire race. When Abbadon, a strong Sirenian wa...
