I lie here with a feeling that surrounds me, yet I am void of its abnormality. Something feels rather out of place. Laying here in bed with a steady slow dim flame, yet Amber's scatter everywhere. The fall gently onto the floor, looking like sparks in the air. They dance and stay in the air for a prolonged time before dying out onto the cold floor.
It's warm yet cold. I'm fine yet I am not. What is happening to me? And why...? I can't describe it... It- it hurts...? My mind feels scattered and amongst a chaos. Or is it just me- again? Why am I thrown off? Why do I feel this way? I keep asking question after question of myself yet there is nothing. Dead silence- no answer. Maybe I am void of it? Void of the feeling of warmth from my flame? Shall it be that I am yearning for my sweet flame? My sun that shines brightly amongst everything and sets me free from it? Maybe so... It feels correct.
Yearning for my soothing flame to place me back together and have me as one again- yet I continue to be sprawled on the floor, scattered every which way in this room. I stare endlessly as thoughts run through my head in an unordered manner. I don't feel the same about my passions for I am void of it. Please, place the small pieces of me back together again so I may be whole. May your light fill the void of my very being so I may be the same again.
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Shadow Dwellers
FantasyA story told through the eyes of a young girl as she suffers from various creatures called Shadow Dwellers.