faithless face of a faceless faith; ss v hb v aj [day 1.5]
Feb 20, 2017 18:54:32 GMT -5
Post by heather - d2 [mylee] on Feb 20, 2017 18:54:32 GMT -5
Young heart and swift mind—
Often partners of sorts—
Use their talents combined to
Run swift ‘long the course.
Heaven forbid that they
Ever did part
As our mother once said
“Regret would then start.”
Troubled sister and I
And a burden to spare
Never saw the same sights or
Dreamt of death and despair.
My own scream still echoing within the walls of my mind, I had turned navigation point to Scarlett and set off from the center of chaos without ever directly laying my sight upon her after the initial moment of determinism defied. If she was gone then, it was likely she was gone now, but this not in mind, I cling tightly to the whip with one hand and the bundle of crayons in the other, stepping lightly and lost, unaware of any sort of directional guidance.
Steps leading to no high point of vantage, I find myself turning round a corner only to be once again disoriented by the patterns following my feet, seeming to threaten to trip me at every step and snap my bones upon collision.
No person of sanity treads unknown paths without some acknowledgement that danger is the shadow lurking in every crevice of the floorboard. One step further and I am found halted, cemented to my place in the wake of another string of breaths joining my own.
A back turned to my own with no seconds spared for the last thoughts of rationality, I creep forward on shaking feet, the knife situated in my head sawing at the brain stem like it has found sense enough to sever any nerve of thought and administer mercy.
The whip swaying at my side, I take one more step before wrapping an arm around the boy’s neck, free hand pressed to his mouth before leaning forward and bringing my lips to his ear, “Say nothing.”
Same hand released I keep my breath hot on the back of his neck as I wrap the flesh of the whip around his torso, bringing the handle to the small of his back and tying the free end in a knot ‘round it.
If the name of a man is unknown, you label him such as you see him.
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