Author's Notes: Brought to you by a bad day.
Theme: Dark
Death Bed
He's in a maze he can't escape, caught in a wheel of misfortune and anguish. Betrayed by lesser emotions that can overtake you faster than the winds of a hurricane. He stands there, alone, the darkness closing in and threatening to overtake him. For years he has lived here, amid the pain and silence, upon the border of death's embrace, knowing that at any second it could all prove for naught.
A being made of tears and fears, impure and angst-ridden. Human overall, but foolish in the end. Ultimately a coward.
Except now, the darkness was no metaphor for the misery of his life. No, it was the darkness of pending doom. The darkness of the night rushing in to fill the gap that his life was leaving. And deep within he could sense, could TELL that the Lifestream would not want him. He had created the Mako Reactors, and the Planet would have its revenge upon him. There would be pain, the feeling of being ripped apart and having no hope in the end. And the Planet would make him suffer it all for eternity.
There it was now, the all consuming dark. He only prayed that sometime he would finally be allowed to be with his Maria and Rena and Tseng once more, warmed with their warmth in the eternal darkness of death.