Saturday, November 13, 2010

To Defeat The Absence


I wake up to a strange feeling, my room is surprisingly bleak and my body feels insensate. I look around, what once was red torn walls with images scattered in some banner of an arrangement is now all white. Where did it all go? What exactly is happening? I went to stand and the ground felt like water. I don't understand this world I've come into. I am either dreaming, or I've finally awakened. I went to walk, but the water stuck to my feet like gum on the pavement. I turned to see what was behind me, but nothing had changed. It was my room, just all white. It looked like as though the colour had been sucked right out. What ever this place is seems to be bleached. My hair still soaked with black fire, my skin still speckled with freckles and brushed with the softness of roses. An edge from my dark slate blue stare in the mirror, I realize that so far the only colour left is in me. I look to my toes and see the substance that was stuck on my feet creeping it's way up me. It felt like an ocean of fingers stroking my skin in a calming matter. I feel as though I'm being sedated. Soon my body is in a fetal position, the water forms a embryo around me. I can still see the just of what is happening. My rosy little toes, with their slate blue polish that reflects my eyes begins to loose colour. Soon they too are as white as the room that engulfs me. My essence is being taken with the pulsating tongues of this water. I realize that I can't stand for this.. something in me snaps. I feel my body regain strength. I clench my fists, I get on my feet. The embryo's skin is tight and strong. My spine gains meaning and sends shock like ripples up to my skull. The power in me builds, soon I can feel myself rising off the ground. My eyes open, and with everything I've got in a roaring strength I rupture this seal. I stay in the air as a bright light shoots away from me with my seal, followed by what looks like as though a kaleidescope had vomited. I land calmly yet my body rages. I am the only source of colour for this world. I head towards the door and kick it in. it soars across the room and hits the wall and leaves a mass of colour that begins to spread like ivy on stone walls. I flail my head towards the ground and let out a tiger of a scream. I look to the room only to see the colour run from my mouth like the creature itself. It runs completely around the room until the room to is coloured.
I storm through the rest of my house, only to see a hurricane of colour following me. I rip the door open, and realize theres nothing there except my house.

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