Hearts of Glass and Fire

Alone

I wake up to another day in my circle. My world. I feel like a god at times. A god with a world, an empty world. No people. Just me. Alone...forever.

I reach back and grab my chain that is clamped to my right ankle. It feels...safe. Knowing that I have something to hold on to although nothing can really happen to me. My chain is about 23 feet long...That's how big my world is all around. I place my chain on the ground, running my hand across the rings of it. It's a thick, strong one that keeps me in place...keeps me from roaming off the face off my world.

Laying down, I look up at my sky...Pitch black. To my sides, Black also. I get up and kneel down to look at my ground, It glass. Vividly colored glass, and the edge is lined with obsidian, a blood colored gem, and sapphires. All my favorite things. Just looking at my surroundings brings a small smile to my face. Such little things that may mean almost nothing...bring a smile. I don't really understand emotions since I don't have anyone to show them to.