003
Wretched ivory hands snake down the sides of the hallway, overtaking the vines. They bend as she walks by and vibrate at an impossible frequency, calling to Her. And leave as soon as she does, melting back into the weathered bone walls, leaving the vines crushed and mangled.
Laughing airly, Sakura gently shook hands with the ivy waterfalls, brushing scarred hands along the vines and veins. They tremble in return and follow their Sage, blushing shades of jade and faded emerald, breathing in their vibrancy again.
"You are too kind for your own good. A heart needs boundaries, my old friend." The mass of vines gingerly covered her hands, climbing up her arms, surrounding her with warmth so foreign, she might have wept if not for-
Bones pushed against her skin, a grotesque feeling of nausea left her unbalanced and uneasy. Staggering, she covered her eyes and reached for a hand that wasn't there. Vomit sank back down her throat but left a cloying aftertaste.
Her shadow dragged behind her, leaving a track of dandelions and weeds.
I apologize for any past and present tense errors. You may get an occasional 'update' as I edit out my mistakes. Thank you for reading!
01/26/18 - 177 words