Hm, well, here's something, I suppose.
~~~Red is for Agony~~~
Somewhere, water struck stone, endlessly.
On and on it went.
Without pause, without hurry.
Every impact sent a dull throb through my head.
The sound of wet drops on black rocks rippled through the darkness.
I could almost imagine distortions in the space around me, though I couldn't see a thing.
Trying to move, to stand, nothing happened.
Like a puppet with its strings cut, there I helplessly lay, propped up with something hard against my back.
In the distance I heard movement.
The sound of its steps formed a staccato in time with the water.
A beautiful symphony of impending demise.
The thought of a rescue never even crossed my mind.
Nearer, nearer, nearer, with ever passing second.
Not much longer until the end. I could feel its hot breath by my face.
Something ticklish dragged across my face.
Something sharp across my chest...
A pause that stretched towards infinity.
Then it started.
Ripping and tearing and sawing and gnawing.
Breaking and crunching, grinding bones.
A sound almost like breaking twigs.
And with it, pain. So much pain. Staying conscious was almost impossible.
Like a knife slowly driven into my heart.
red RED RED
, and black, and white.
In the end, I was enveloped by a strangely warm and peaceful sensation.
And then there was nothing.
He bolted upright in his bed. The same dream again.
He wasn't sure he wanted to know what it meant, but felt that whatever it foretold was approaching fast.
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edit on 21/5/2016 by Eilasvaleleyn because:
edit on 21/5/2016 by Eilasvaleleyn because: Reasons