Absolute silence. The quiet rings deafeningly in my ears, dampening even the lonely sound of the wind. There is nothing to be heard. The incredible, colorless white blinds, hiding even my breath in the cold -- only visible against the slight gray of the sky. Like winter in the desert. It must be snowing. I can't feel my face, my toes, my hands, only the rapping of a heart beat. Is it mine?
An eternity in this very spot. I place foot in front of foot with no signs of progress, my only landmark - the horizon. I'm absolutely exhausted. A lack of stimulation leaves my mind to wander... what if? Why? How did I get here? Whatever the reason, I hate it. The ground my only comfort, soft against my back.
A sudden chill. A bed of concrete. Where am I? Am I not where I was? A breath of cold air freezes my lungs, bringing me to my feet. There are only two directions now -- forward and back. But which is which? Away, or toward, perhaps. What is this building? Bricks, robbed of their pigment, depict a fantastic structure, perfectly constructed and decorated with flawless columns and trim, mocking the rest of this damned place, flaunting its absoluteness. It is terrifying. My mind screams for me -- "RUN." And away I choose. As freezing, frozen air kisses my face, aisles of perfectly aligned and spaced trees become walls.
And darkness falls.
The ground is cold and hard against my face.
I've never seen or heard the word "deafeningly" before.
Is the heart rapping or beating rapidly?
"I place foot infront of foot(...)", "The ground my only comfort(...)" Heavy Weapons Guy?
get a better vocabulary and stop trying to act deep it's cheesy and a pretty bad attempt
Ryan said it all I think. And maybe try to write in the past? And try something that isn't sucked dry.
Kind of generic, been used a lot.
writing things in first person in an attempt to mirror insanity is a bad idea also
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