I am the storm, my voice is the river, take from me, I fade into you. [ic]

[chesh_kitty]

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kneeling in a large garden, my hands and knees are bloody and sore, I don't know how I got here. I look around and see a vast expanse of green trees and plants, stone pathways, everything is washed in grey. I can feel something warm and thick rolling down my face. I closed my eyes, knowing what it was, and let me conscience fade to black
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I can feel it draining from my body. Can feel it leaving me. I try and open my eyes but I can't. My brain screams, fear washing over me, I take a breath and sigh it out of my lips, resigned to the inevidable. People flashing before my eyes, faces, people that have meaning to me
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The pain washed over me as I come back from the blackness of oblivion and I can feel something inside me, moving. Its a sensation I'm familiar with, but this is darker then how I am familiar with it. My eyes remain closed to the sensation until I feel something cold and bitter run across my skin, over my ribs, under my breast. The pain grows deeply and I can feel him moving over me, inside me, I am unlcean
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I don't know what happened to me. I don't know what I'm dreaming. I don't know where I've been.