Darkness Prevails [Blythe -Day1]
Feb 1, 2012 22:45:04 GMT -5
Post by arx on Feb 1, 2012 22:45:04 GMT -5
.:-Blythe Iden Godwin-Seavers-:.
.:-Tears swelling up in my eyes every night-:.
.:-Simply a walking disguise in the light-:.
.:-Wondering when i will be alright-:.
.:-Growing so weak no energy to fight-:.
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.:-Simply a walking disguise in the light-:.
.:-Wondering when i will be alright-:.
.:-Growing so weak no energy to fight-:.
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Glass meets my fingers and I enter the area, what seems to be a thicket. I look around, wondering if this would be sufficient for cover but decide against it. I will have to leave again if I want to stay safe; or at least away from people. I can't manage another attack today, physically or mentally. My hands drop from my sides and I let my pack fall off my shoulders and my flail lay on the ground next to me. Exhaustion comes over me, its evil grasp taking hold of me and whipping me to the ground. I lay flat on my back, the brown grass surrounding me crunching beneath my weight. I heave a deep breath and let my eyes close for just a few moments. Pure bliss.
The sky is a hazy blue, but slowly changing into near shades of orange, yellow, and pink. If I look away from the setting orb of light to the west I can see a few stars beginning to shine just on the horizon as the sky darkens. The dark and the light seem to collide as one right in the middle. The fight ensues between the two and I find myself already knowing the outcome. Darkness will win, as it normally would every evening. Life works like that I suppose, except the sun never shines in the morning in my life. The darkness only continues on, a never ending universe with no light to find your way out.
I sit up, already feeling unproductive and worthless. The weight of my necklace sags against my chest as I lean back on my hands. I give my back a twirl, trying to release the tension that has built up within my spine. Sadly, I fail to rid myself of the uncomfortable kink. As I push myself to my feet I let out a moan. My leg burns like frigging hell!! I almost think it would just be best to cut it off than to have to deal with the deep gash that eats away at my nerves. I dig through my pack, find my sunglasses that I somehow ended up taking off my face during my pillaging expedition. Exactly when that was I cannot recall, but it doesn't matter now, as long as I still have them. I throw them on my face, leaving all my things back at the small camp I created and head into the bracken.
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I come back, kindling and wood in my hands. I gathered as much as I could carry and hope I can keep it for later when I manage to hunt or find some other source of food. I am upset at my inability to find a source of water, but I guess it will have to wait. Although I am not sure I will be able to hold onto my sanity much longer ...
((Blythe flees the area. He has collected firewood.))
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.:-Losing all hope in my mind-:.
.:-Wishing that i could simply unwind-:.
.:-As time goes love makes me blind-:.
.:-Wishing i didn't have to leave her behind-:.
.:-Losing all hope in my mind-:.
.:-Wishing that i could simply unwind-:.
.:-As time goes love makes me blind-:.
.:-Wishing i didn't have to leave her behind-:.
