Glass

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It is so sudden.

All it takes is

A flood of emptiness

Cascading through me.

A slip,

And the world turns inaudible.

Time stretches out and I can see it

Falling,

Falling,

Falling,

Dancing leisurely towards

The burnished marble tiles.

Moonlight emphasising the

Curves and hollows of its brittle body, reflecting in

Silver

Azure

Sapphire

Pearl.

Such tranquil hues.

A myriad of serene colours,

Swirling elegantly,

Accenting the crystalline rim,

Where a river of blood is trickling steadily, staining

The floor.

Yet it continues its

Graceful descent, glowing with

Radiant, lustrous light.

In vain I reach towards it,

Trying fruitlessly to prevent the inevitable-

The collision of brittle glass on stone, and I am

Wrenched

Back into the flow of time, only to see it

Smash,

In an explosion of Ice shards,

Fragmented crystal showering into a puddle of crimson,

Which slowly pools around the remains of a

Shattered glass,

Still mirroring the now distorted light.

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