I managed to squeeze in some time for you guys! I edited this a good... 5 times before I passed it, so there's some quality control on this one.
I'll try to be back on a normal monthly updating schedule again soon!
Deep in the darkness, the man dreams. His dreams are full of wishful fancies, with bright hope, but also full of the past and his regrets.
Nothing changes for him. Even in the blissful state of sleep, his mind drifts over to the woman in the glass container.
How expressionless she was. How quiet she was. How plain she was.
His mind weaves a fantasy, a fantasy where she is able to express herself, where she is able to be loud, and where she is able to be beautiful. Yet in the midst of weaving this fancy, he knows how it is unforgivable his wishes are. He knows how those days may never return to him again, and how time keeps going on without her or himself.
And the fantasy breaks, its paper-thin wishes dissolving into nothingness.
The man is alone in the darkness again.
He closes his eyes in the darkness, finding solace in the darkness within the darkness.
He was always alone before her. An empty room is not an unfamiliar environment to him, he almost welcomes the loneliness of its blank walls.
But he realizes that those blank walls tell him nothing. The wall's depth is as blank as its walls, he can't feel anything about the person who lives in those four walls.
What are that person's fears? What makes that person happy?
Nothingness.
And suddenly, slight fear rises in his mind. His eyes snap open and nervously survey his dream-scape. The same solitude that provided him comfort now seems to be an endless abyss that threatens to swallow him whole and leave nothing left.
He takes deep breaths to calm himself down; this was something that he chose for himself after all. The tiny doubt is sealed up, dissipating as he closes his eyes again.
As the darkness surrounds him, he feels a solitary tear make its way down his face.
.
Then he hears his name being called.
Who...? He asks in his mind, refusing to open his eyes.
The voice gets louder and it seems to be crumbling his resolve. The sound waves crash down on the blank walls of the room.
He can hear them crumbling, he can hear the framework of it being ripped apart. Would the light come in? Or would there just be a bigger room with even blanker walls?
Scared. He was scared. The man would admit he was scared.
Nothing should change. Nothing, he wants nothing to change. Why did it need to change? Change was uncertain, change couldn't guarantee anything...
Yet, why? Why was the man opening his eyes? He didn't know, he wishes that he did.
His eyes slowly open and he sees a figure. The shadow of a woman who he knows so well. A smile tugs at the corner of his lips and he starts towards that familiar woman-
But the time passes and the floor is suddenly gone. The woman's mouth opens in a silent scream as she plummets down. He opens his own in a scream and falls right after her, chasing the one thing that opened his walls.
The woman falls and falls and falls.
He falls and falls and falls along with her. He reaches out to her vain, the distance between them just keeps on getting longer and longer until she isn't even visible to him.
And he falls and falls and falls all alone.
He doesn't mind though, he isn't afraid of the darkness anymore.
He knows that after all this, at the every bottom, she would be there.
So he doesn't mind waiting, he doesn't mind hurting, he doesn't mind falling forever just to find her, just to be together again.
He could take whatever what was thrown at him. Crush him into a cliff, smash him into the walls of this endless hole, anything! The elements could do the worst to him, hell he even welcomed it! Nothing would keep them apart. Beat him, torture him, he could take it.
So he didn't mind this.
He loves her.
Once again, sorry for the short chapters. Really I can't see the chapters being too long. Please read and review!