ShadowFall-Odium's Desire
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Last published Thu, Aug 30, 2018
Thump. Bump. Badump.
Quiet-quiet and cold. I stand in silence and watch it unfold.
Bitter, these lies that you told-Now it is too late.
My soul has been sold.
Thump. Bump. Badump.
Can you hear it? Can you...Hear me?
My heart is beating, inside my chest. You give me your greeting, say you're not like the rest.
But these voices, They cut through your lies.
Through this darkness that I try to hide.
There's no need, I can see it in your eyes.
You are afraid...Of me.
Thump. Bump. Badump.
Can you hear it? Can you...Hear me?
This darkness it's...frightening me.
Why are you raining? And why can't I see?
Before, at your smile, the shadows would flee.
But now they are falling.
I'm drowning in me.
Bump. Ba-dump. Bump. Ba-dump.
Can you hear it? Can you...Hear me?
Am I breathing? Am I alive somewhere in this dark?
The light is fading.
You promised me.
Forever and always,
Just him and us three.
Thump. Bump. Badump.
The shadows are falling. Can you hear them?
Can you...
Hear me?
Thump. Bump. Ba-dump.
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My hand slaps against my mouth as I try to shut myself up. Don't make too much noise...or he'll hear you. A vehicle's door opens then slams shut. I don't hear footsteps...but as the minutes go by I begin to hear them; the footsteps get louder and louder and louder, matching the sound of my thundering heart. That's when I see his shadow cast over the ditch...over the place where I tried to hide. "Well," he says with a smile in his voice. "I wonder where he could've gone...the footprints stop here...so I wonder if he just...disappeared?" My body begins to tremble. I can feel it now. The pain. I can feel the pain already. He jumps down into the ditch...he stands directly in front of me, with his back facing me. My hand presses harder against my mouth as I try to suppress my whimper, but it's way too late now. But his body tenses up when he hears it. He laughs bitterly as he turns around slowly, and his eyes cut through my camouflage easily. "There you are."
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