She took him away. Away to protect him. Far away. Away from the terrible place. The plants, the crawling flesh. The voices. The people. So many people.
Not many people here. He feels himself trying to crawl back, he gets there more now. Can't make it yet, no, not yet.
Quiet here. Room to breathe.
She’s wrong too. Knows more than she should
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Still holding on to her hand, I pull her close to me, before she has time to react I kiss her. A soft sorrowful kiss. It's not promising, it's not for the future that might have been. It's for her. Only for her. "Not for me," I whisper, pulling away from her.
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I feel my throat tighten and tears flow, dripping down onto the stage floorboards, leaving the scuffed wood underneath colorless. I look up at him. "I don't know what to do." I say, my voice shaking. I sound scared. I sound really really scared. "I--" I stop, rubbing at my tears. The music stopped. The lights click off. Darkness falls softly, like a blanket over everything.
At least it's a warm darkness.
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I can't see. I need to apologize. I need to find her. She's gone.
She's lost.
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I think about him in the basement with Dawn. His words and hers. The emotion that came from the both of them, together, like a force of nature.
"I promise." I whisper.
I have to.
I've remembered my lines.
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