naked and crying
Her knees on the forest floor, she clutches her arms gasping for breath. Abandoned and alone, she searches the floor randomly for bits and pieces. Anything that he may have left behind. It wasnt his decision to leave but he had no choice. And almost as soon as he was there, he was gone again. She cries out desperately for anyone, anything to hear her. Digging her hands deep into the earth looking for...for what? Only she knew. Only the severly alone could know. Nothing. Nothing was there. Crying out again, she grabs the first sharp thing she sees, a broken stone. Like a mad hatter she starts slicing at her legs and arms. As soon as the blood starts to surface her skin, she breathes a sigh of relief. You know your alone when your doing anything to feel anything again. Out of the corner of her eye, she sees a soft glowing ball of light. Something inside her tells her to move towards it, but she is frozen. Wondering what would be worse, the hell she is in, or the extacy she chances to loose if indeed she does catch the light. Overwhelmed by fear, and risking loss again, she stands on shaken limbs and begins to run. The closer she becomes to the light, the more it dances and teases her, almost as if to say that she would never catch it. Never hold it in her hands. Never find out what made her long to be close to it. She falls down and scraps an already self inflicted wound on a fallen branch. She looks up fearing that the light is gone, but it remains. She is closer. Steadying herself, she begins again to move towards it. Breathing heavily, and half limping half running, she makes it. The ball of light floats like a feather down onto the soft moss at her feet. Once again she kneels down onto the forrest floor. She nervously reaches out her arms and picks up the ball of light, cradleing it in her hands. She screams without breath. Every feeling that could possibly be felt shoots through her soul. She cries, she laughs, she feels anger, fear, resentment and finally love. Love like no one else has ever allowed themseles to feel for anyone or anything. Not in this lifetime. The feelings slowly leave her almost in a trance. And thats when she hears it. She is not alone. She doesnt think that he might have returned, she doesnt think that maybe its someone that sould help her. She doesnt even worry that she is naked and alone with nothing to protect her. The one thought, the only thought she has it that she needs to hide the light.
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