Darkness. Nothing but darkness.






Thick, black darkness, like the blood of an old wound.






It didn’t swallow him, he existed in it.






Rolling over him, like the ocean wave of a windy day. Gentle, and heavy around him.










Then came the images.






Flashing before him, like passing meteors.





He smelled them.





Blood.

Sweat.

Pain.









No… no…!










He twisted and turned in the blackness that surrounded him, tried to look away, but it wouldn’t let him go.









I don’t want to… not again… not again!








Pain.

Shouting.

Shrieking.






Death.






Then the darkness wrapped him up, snatching away the visions.







He found comfort in it.





He didn’t want to remember.












Not that.















Then, as suddenly as a passing firefly, more images flashed before him.








Lights. Bright, and blinding.



Smells. Burning and choking.



People. Passing and yelling.







Smoke.

Suits.

Trash.

Alcohol.















Then nothing.












Just darkness.











Always.











Darkness.











All.






Aro






und.






Hi






m.






























Derin choked, and then woke.


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Just a quick little thing. I felt inspired to write something, and I've always admired the stunning visuals people create with their writing around here. So I tried it out myself. c: I learned a lot from making this, and enjoyed every minute of it. ♥
Starring my dear deer Derin.

CSS by unplugged and help from various places because I can't code stuff from scratch. ;x; I take credit only for Derin and the text on this page, nothing else.
I am aware that the layout and writing may seem similar to other people's writing blogs. I was inspired by them, after all. All credit for the inspiration and idea to code a bit of writing and make it pretty goes to you guys. ♥