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Word By; Me: Void
Consider this a sort of sequel to Flash
There was no pain. No moment in time when I realized I'd been injured. One moment I had been staring down at my fallen foes, the next my body was swiftly moving to the side to avoid what my conscience had yet to register. I did not quite make it in time. I felt a tug. Still no pain, but a something that told me quite clearly that all was not as it seemed. The ground rushed to my face as if I were falling from a great height, but I knew it was only the level ground that my feet had once held a strong purchase. I heard voices, I sensed something equally as solid though not nearly as heavy as I land close by, dead most likely. All of this meant very little to the sudden void that was my mind.
This is another one of those ideas that just never managed to morph into anything more then a few lines. So I'm going to again submit it as a chapter to this drabble series.