My Creative Writing Journal

The Theme Is Exploration

(For the sake of the previous entry, I'll underline the 7 words I was suppose to use. Keep in mind the theme is exploration and the tone is detached. Also, for those who may notice, yes that is a hidden lyrical reference)

My eyes fell closed as my soul rose from my body. Staring down, I saw the keyboard fade away as my scene changed. Suddenly, I was drifting on by an empty wind., shifting my head in tired wonder of what passes around me. I found myself in a foreign land, surrounded by blind beings with dull eyes. I tilted my head, silently questioning, but when I tried to speak, my voice was distant. I felt an eerie calm pass through me, and so I shrugged off my lack of sound and flew on until I met a man of 6 feet tall. Taller than all others, he had one shining aqua eye, and a cup in hand. He turned to me with a smile and offered me a drink of the strange cup, but I made no move to respond. I simply stared. The man laughed and turned to raise his cup to the sunset. Following his gaze, I saw a tower. When I turned to the man again, he disappeared with his only trace being an empty cup perfectly upright on the ground. Attempting to pick up the cup, I found my hands pass through. It seems I am not to contact this strange realm, only witness. I decided to go to the tower, seeing no where else to go. The nearer I got, though, the darker my surroundings became. The perpetual daylight marked its boarder with a sunset frozen in time. Beyond that boarder is eternal night. Noticing now how the top of the tower is lit up, further inspection identified the light as a fire. I never should have gone to the tower.

The fire lashed out at me in a quick blink and I was gone. I opened my eyes with a keyboard staring back at me and an ache in my eye. When I looked in the mirror, I found one eye gone, and the other a bright aqua hue.