This takes place right after the battle ends.
Darkness tumbled around her. Though she couldn't sense anything, she didn't even know who she was. All she knew was the flitting memories that were slowly dissolving from her mind. She remembered a gray tabby... and...and another tom. What was his name? His image flickered dimly like a flame, a golden tabby. Then both the images began to dissolve slowly. She yelled for help, for anything, but she couldn't hear anything. All of her senses were blocked, like someone had taken mud and filled her eyes, mouth, and ears with it. She tried to move her legs but she couldn't tell if she had legs. She couldn't see anything in front of her, so what use would her legs do? The only thing she couldn't feel was the everlasting air current, the feeling that she was falling overwhelmed her. Where am I? Who am I? She thought desperately. She tried to suck in air, but she seemed to choke on the darkness. She wasn't sure if she had closed her eyes or not, but she just wanted to sleep. At least, she thought she wanted to sleep. She couldn't remember what sleep was. The she-cat tried as she might, but nothing came to her mind when she thought about sleep, just a cold, bitter, darkness, like the place she was in now.
Faintly, she thought she knew why she was here, someone had put her here. She tried to direct the blame at someone, but she could not imagine anyone to blame.Blame took energy, and she didn't have any energy. The realization hit her like a branch to the head, she had done this, she was responsible for what was happening to her. Guilt swept over her, for what, she didn't know. She vowed to tell whoever she had blamed before she was sorry, and that she would find her way out of this place. She began to move her paws slowly, well, what she thought were paws, she wasn't sure. She swam through the eerie mass of space and darkness, maybe she was moving, or maybe she wasn't. She never reached a wall or any object of any kind, but she still swims there, her vow to find her escape still ripe in her mind while all her other memories rotted away into an abyss of sour darkness.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
OMG ITS HOLLYLEAF!!!
ReplyDelete