Pax Deorum
by StarWolf
12/24/2004
Title: Pax Deorum
Author: StarWolf
(elendraug at yahoo dot com)
Fandom: Silent Hill
Rating: R
Genre: Horror, I
think.
Pairing: Nothing.
Warnings: Violence,
gore, insanity.
Distribution: Don't
you dare take it, assholes.
Disclaimer: Konami's.
Dedication: For
Kinneas. Ask for Henry-mind-fucking, and you shall receive.
Summary: Of the
gods.
Author's Notes:
-shrugs-
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A descent into madness, spiral stairwell (wheelchair accessible) never ends never ends never ends.
Through it all he's being watched, followed, an unwelcome spirit that he longs to see but can't help wanting to avoid. Everywhere he goes, he feels, he knows, he listens and hears the voiceless talking and incoherence and why won't it stop
In his restless dreams it's there, the noise, the sound waves echoing in his pain-riddled thoughts. He doesn't have any ibuprofen nor aspirin but suspects it wouldn't work anyway. Asleep but without reprieve; it's as if...
Is he still sleeping at all?
That tiny hole, he sees he sees he sees and it's driving him mad but he can't tear his eyes away but maybe if he drove something through them and then he could scramble his brain and it would stop hurting
Blood spattered across skin, twisting horrifically and pulsating just like the walls and it occurs to him that somehow this is his fault and he asks why me and the answer is 302.
Safety and protection don't go together afterall and she sniffles and moans and screams and cries as Henry swings and sends a pickaxe of hope through her ribcage.
21 - 20 1 freedom.
Peace of mind.