This is for the JackONeill100 drabble challenge: Illness.
Its not one of my favorites, and I have no idea whereI was going with this...
Disclaimer: Dont own. Simple as that.
As I promised her, this drabble is dedicated whole-heartedly to Kiri.
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The blood ran, a rusty, wine-dark river that tore apart both sanity and sky. It's upon my hands, staining them, dripping off in little dagger-spots. It's raining blood, teardrops upon the ground.
Within the scarlet sea, faces appear. They're bleeding, and dead, and lifeless-cold. Their eyes stare, burning, flaming hatred. From the blood-shadows, they appear, coming for me.
Upon these white, white walls, blood is splattered, a collage of red-blood leaves. You say they are not there; they're in my head. But, they are there, as obvious as my sanity.
Their life is staining my hands, the color of a dying star. They shadows are coming close, a colorless inferno, bent on a bloody revenge. I can hear the wind, Daniel; it's calling my name, calling me home. Let me go. Let me go home. The wind-shadows will keep me safe. Please!
They're coming. I can hear them. Why cant you? Why aren't you helping me? Save me, Daniel, please. Keep them away. Wait! Don't leave. Daniel! Come back! Please…Come back…You don't understand…
…I love you…
And the blood continued to run.
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