Breathe Again

I shiver, and goose bumps ripple onto my arms. It is chilly, but not as cold as it could be. I stop moving for a moment, and watch as the light dapples my arms. It is very weak, and it's unable to warm me. Shadows shrink away from the light, occasionally darting about, always in a hurry. This is a strange, quiet, and eerie sort of beauty. There are possibly up to five people in the area as well, but here, there's so much space, it seems like I'm the last person alive on earth. Eh, if I was, it wouldn't be all that awesome, but being alone is something I need occasionally.

I shrug, and continue moving. I glide from place to place. There's no such thing as clumsiness here. My hair streams behind me as if a breeze is playing through it. I've only just recently learned how great this place is in the early morning. Without people clogging here, it seems like a whole different place.

Below me, the blue tiles shimmer, and me being me, I imagine that they become sand, then concrete, then the forest floor. Beside me, wolves lope, changing to galloping horses, to soaring eagles, and whatever I feel like at the nanosecond.

This place, it's like my own personal paradise. It's so simple and plain, it's not hard to imagine new things, and... and… oh crap. It's missing something. I try to dismiss it, but, it's rather hard to forget about.A pain lances through me chest. Crap, what I'd give to get rid of that.

I sit on the tiles, and wish that I don't need one of the most important ingredients of life. Try and guess what it is. Use some of my other stories as examples. Ummmmmm…. Love? Hate? People? Hehehe. Wrong. The dull pain persists, and I know it's useless. I'd rather not die today… So I push down on the tiles, and spiral up to the light. It gets closer and closer, and I'm almost there.

My head breaks the surface, and a chilly wind brushes my face. I breathe. One breathe at a time, I luxuriate in the simple fact that there's air. Once I've taken a few breathes, I suck in one more and slide back down. Down, down, down, to my imperfect paradise.