Wake me up when it's all over [Open]
Nov 24, 2013 17:46:08 GMT -5
Post by Tango on Nov 24, 2013 17:46:08 GMT -5
Crash. It sounds like thunder in the distance, an army birthed into the sky to storm amongst the blackened clouds with heavy feet and drums of war. But it isn’t. It never is. The sound is prominent, it’s familiar. Crash. Rebellious waves thrash against the quivering rocks, their stature, tall and proud, shakes beneath the conflict as the spray hisses at the black abyss howling above. I can feel it, the cold lash of rogue droplets biting at my cheeks, their icy whip baring into the paling flesh upon my arms, stabbing the skin until I could swear I no longer wear it upon my bones. Stood upon the rock’s unpredictable surface it bares my intolerable presence, keeping me afloat as I stare absently at the figure frozen before me, his face like granite, pale, ghastly... white.
“Reef!” The words flee from my fading lips but are lost to the wind, its greed capturing the sound and sweeping it away to some distant, unknown place somewhere far from here. Instinctively I try to move, try to reach and wrap my fingers around his wrists, to feel the thud of his heart in my palm and hear the rough timbre of his voice and the gravel in his breath. But I can’t move.. not even an inch, I’m staring and I can’t look away. My eyes wont close and my head can’t turn. “R-Reef!” There’s panic now, it floods the space between my cheeks, it suffocates me, burns every inch of my throat and poisons the sound of my voice. I care barely hear the word myself, it just falls, tumbles past my teeth and plunges straight into the darkness astray from the brother I so desperately want to reach.
Merciless waves grow with every second, their rage murderous as they beckon him to jump, hammering around his feet and spitting at his face. I’d give anything to shut my eyes anything to look in the opposite direction because I’ve seen this a thousand times before, I know what’s coming. He turns. Those eyes bare into my own, those dark defiant pools of frenzied blue stolen from the ices of winter and buried beneath lashes of thick, flawless coal. Then it comes, that smile stretched between his cheeks, stained with the numbing blue and purple tinge... It’s a moment of recognition, he can see me now, he’s safe. Like always he outstretches his hand, I can almost feel it, almost rekindle that warmth, that familiarity I often crave, so many times I imagine grabbing it and pulling him close just one last time. But like always I can’t. Instead I’m forced to watch, watch as the ocean lifts itself towards the heavens and falls to envelop him, to drag him down and steal his breath...steal the very last beat of his heart.
Thud.
Thud.
Thud.
Silence. I can’t hear it anymore. The beating in my head is silenced. My own heart comes to an abrupt stop and I scream, the sound unstoppable as it slams past the fortitude of my lips and shrieks into the distance. This time the wind refuses to swallow the banshee’s call and instead it guides it, amplifies the horror as the echo burns into the sky and scorches every inch of my trembling frame.
Then everything fades, the sea, the vanishing pale figure plunging into the underworld, the rocks beneath my feet and the rain upon my face. Instantly the space around me fills out and reality knocks the breath back into my chest and the colour back into the ivory slate of my cheeks. I couldn’t remember falling asleep.. not here. Not in public. Not at all.
“Reef!” The words flee from my fading lips but are lost to the wind, its greed capturing the sound and sweeping it away to some distant, unknown place somewhere far from here. Instinctively I try to move, try to reach and wrap my fingers around his wrists, to feel the thud of his heart in my palm and hear the rough timbre of his voice and the gravel in his breath. But I can’t move.. not even an inch, I’m staring and I can’t look away. My eyes wont close and my head can’t turn. “R-Reef!” There’s panic now, it floods the space between my cheeks, it suffocates me, burns every inch of my throat and poisons the sound of my voice. I care barely hear the word myself, it just falls, tumbles past my teeth and plunges straight into the darkness astray from the brother I so desperately want to reach.
Merciless waves grow with every second, their rage murderous as they beckon him to jump, hammering around his feet and spitting at his face. I’d give anything to shut my eyes anything to look in the opposite direction because I’ve seen this a thousand times before, I know what’s coming. He turns. Those eyes bare into my own, those dark defiant pools of frenzied blue stolen from the ices of winter and buried beneath lashes of thick, flawless coal. Then it comes, that smile stretched between his cheeks, stained with the numbing blue and purple tinge... It’s a moment of recognition, he can see me now, he’s safe. Like always he outstretches his hand, I can almost feel it, almost rekindle that warmth, that familiarity I often crave, so many times I imagine grabbing it and pulling him close just one last time. But like always I can’t. Instead I’m forced to watch, watch as the ocean lifts itself towards the heavens and falls to envelop him, to drag him down and steal his breath...steal the very last beat of his heart.
Thud.
Thud.
Thud.
Silence. I can’t hear it anymore. The beating in my head is silenced. My own heart comes to an abrupt stop and I scream, the sound unstoppable as it slams past the fortitude of my lips and shrieks into the distance. This time the wind refuses to swallow the banshee’s call and instead it guides it, amplifies the horror as the echo burns into the sky and scorches every inch of my trembling frame.
Then everything fades, the sea, the vanishing pale figure plunging into the underworld, the rocks beneath my feet and the rain upon my face. Instantly the space around me fills out and reality knocks the breath back into my chest and the colour back into the ivory slate of my cheeks. I couldn’t remember falling asleep.. not here. Not in public. Not at all.
