Inside his skull, the sound of his own voice was screaming. He felt the pain rush forward through his limbs collapsing almost ever fiber of his being as he felt strands of darkness ebb from the wound to his chest. Falling deep into an abyss within his subconsciousness, he could feel the taint pulling him farther under into the blackness. His veins felt like they were on fire, his lungs crushed with an enormous pressure that denied him air, his Heart - Shutting his eyes tight he didn't even want to think about what that creature had done to him. The hand reaching into his chest. Dark tendrils reaching into his very being, tainting him at his very core. Whatever rationality he had left in his mind could only conjure a conclusion that this state was some sort of fever induced dream from the wound. But why did this all feel so real?
A fear crept into his mind as his mind continued to slip. Falling beyond the door had been different. If anything slipping beyond had been much like falling asleep. But this - this was torturous. Was this what it was like to fade away into Darkness? Was he going to die?
The thought pulsed at his mind as his eye widened in a burst of fear. 'No... No not yet! Not like this!'
(cont.)
 AquilisNoctis · Tue May 15, 2012 @ 04:28am · 0 Comments |
