Into the Dawn-( Open ) May 11, 2010 20:29:27 GMT -5
Post by Adarji Aro Ricr on May 11, 2010 20:29:27 GMT -5
Adarji Aro Ricr
The darkness of her own mind threatened to swallow her; to engulf her in a loathing cold flame that promised a never-ending torture. That promised peace. Ahhh, how she longed for the peace of never ending darkness, its dusky crisp kiss and frightening allure. It did not simply call to her…but sing. A lullaby played a slow dark tune behind her eyes, that beat upon her mind-wearing it thin. She could not help but think that at this moment death would be a reprieve from this living torture. Then again, she could not think at all. Darkness, cousin of death…had come a’callin’…and she pondered no more.
But she did dream…
And her eyes shed the water that had been held by sheer force of will and structural failure, as she remembered everything. Everything…
She trashed and bolted, yet never moved and then she woke.
To the sounds of the fading wetlands, she opened her eyes to a mute blended picture unclear until she attempted to rise from her angle…to realize suddenly and with much horror that she was floating in the swamp-like a bloated corpse. One eye beneath the surface of the water forced to witness the scales and slime of its depths and one above witnessing…watching a clear fogless sunrise.
With extreme weakness and incredible effort that strained her until groaning Adarji rolled on to her chest, lifting her logged muzzle from the chilled water to stare at the world she now inhabited. She was resting on the pebbled shore of a cool mountain feeding creek, head hung low, panting. The world was crisp and cool-early spring and she was alone. Losing her will she let her head fall back to the bank, missing it by inches, her muzzle landing in the water once more…and she found that she was too weak to care. At last…the sky. A sigh broke free of her muzzle and stirred the tidal pool forming in the crevice of her jaw. The sky at last…and still she would lose her life. She would die here, body reduced to skin and bone she had nothing left for this new world to take. And so bitterly and without real consent she thought “Take it all” and closed her eyes. The last thing she could recall was lying on a similar sandbar deep in the Ginfar Wetlands...that had been days ago.
And so she lie.
Wc:400 (Tis sad...forgive me)
Notes: Getting to know Adarji.