The lights flashed around her, as she ran. Brilliant white, blue, beautiful colored lights, fading into her as she ran. She didn’t know nor did she care where the lights took her or how badly they blinded her all she wanted to do was run. Away from him, away from them, away from herself.
A few miles, a few hours, a few minutes, a few seconds. Her feet stumbled, upon a gray patch of grass, her body sunk deep into it. Breathing hard, shallow breaths. She looks up at the dark sky, a reflection of disaster in her pale eyes, on her white skin, beneath her cold heart.
A memory imprinted beneath the layers of her skin, sinking deep within her
I love the contrast between colour and the absence of it. Running of your own accord and being sucked intothe darkness.
ReplyDeleteTruely, a lovely piece. Well done.