An idea.
Those two words echo around my head and my plan forms in my empty head,
I know what I have to do.
What I didn't know that it would hurt like hell.
I shape shift. I feel my skin flip over, just as it always did when I changed forms.
Then it all comes flooding back to me.
I remember who I was. Who I am.
And it physically hurts.
As I shape shift, as I remember, the hollowness within me is replaced. Replaced by the pain of what my life was.
I remember the death, the pain, the loss, the destruction. I remember the anger, the hurt, the hardships, the suffering. But that gets me is the thing I remember the most, the thing that hurts the most.
The fear.
Fear of what I have lost, and what I have to lose.
My friends. My family.
And that fear extinguishes my hope.
My skin flattens back down.
I can't shape shift.
I can't live.
I can't bear it.
I've had enough of pain.
Maybe my time has come. Maybe this was meant to be.
Maybe this is an escape.
Maybe I can just drift off, following the darkness in the corner of my mind, to a nice place with no pain. No suffering. No nothing.
I think that might be best.
I begin my descent to that dark place beckoning me as my heartbeat slows down, the rented life Enoch gave me expiring, when a light pressure squeezes my hand.
"You can let go now..."
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~Tamika
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