This is a story based on a CMV I once saw by Team Foxtrot Cosplay called the heart asks pleasure first- consequently I do not own the plot.
All the chapters are going to be short- no more than a page I expect so enjoy.
Chapter 1- Tossing and Turning
When I close my eyes I'm spinning. I don't get dizzy, I don't get tired, and all I can as my eyes are turned up to the open sky. So vast, so free, stretching ever and impossibly on over horizons and oceans, going full circle until it reaches me again, and I am just the same as I ever was. Trapped. The black leafless trees above me form my cage. Trapping me here: a Nation in the land of mortals, a ghost in the land of the living.
I can't sleep at night. I lie awake and wonder. I have given up on sleep. Sleep and nightmares walk hand in hand now. It is better to waste away than to live in fear. I learnt that when the sunset over my world, and life became one log nightmare, impossible to wake up from. But sometimes I do wake up, and I realise it is not a dream- there will be no waking. My nightmares become reality as my dreams fade into the darkness of despair
A candle burns at my beside, its small flame swallowed by the never-ending darkness and reminding me of a man I once knew. We are bound by the blood of our fallen, and yet I have lost him. A candle in the dark dark world. My candle. Such a small light against such a large blackness, and it wins- it shines on determined. Until, like a life, the candle is snuffed out- and the darkness invades once more. The wind blows that curtains on the wind if the breath of spring, like that spring, our spring.