...there...life among the ruins....
i had this dream last night. only it wasn't a dream, because i was awake.
i was alone, as usual, when i heard a the voice of a child crying out in pain. with great effort i opened my door (which, for some reason, was made of some silver metal and was very heavy) and there was a little girl standing before me. her hair was wild and unkept and her face was griefstricken. i could see the agony she felt swirling like storm clouds in her unblinking eyes. her suffering was a vampire, and it had drained every last drop of light out of her frail body.
i felt sorry for her, and i reached out to touch her tearstained face. My fingers touched something solid and i realized that i was standing before a mirror. Her anguish became mine and i my body became lifeless and cold, crumbling into a pile of dust.
but i was still breathing.
and i could still feel the pain.
