Looking straight ahead in to the dark. Your curiosity got the best of you. You stare and stare, wondering what's hiding in the dark. Your eyes never blinking. Waiting, to see what's really there.
. . . . . Red
Are you really seeing this . . . doubtful. You eyes playing you like a fool. Trying, to make you look away, but you won't, you can't. You are far to amazed, far to enchanted.
There is something drawing you in. Something, tuning out every piece of your mind, telling you to get away, run, scream; completely mute, completely immobile. Until, you hear it a whisper sliding pass your ear, barely audible. What did it say . . . Come.
That's
The Significance of Tolling Bells and Tears by LightOverpowers58, literature
Literature
The Significance of Tolling Bells and Tears
each toll of the bell signified another hour gone, wasted
away, dashed from the pages of lifelost within its heady
sands b l o w i n g through the desert winds dampened only by
falling tearssplashes of salted water, nourishment for parched
throats stagnant with the aching illness of pain; overwhelming
sensory glands with acute thuds [pulsing throbs] against flaking
skin, cracking under the scorching sunbeaming rays catching
foolhardy thoughts established in heat-induced mania, time
slowly passing by while trudging steps searched for the way out of
the forestrefusing to admit the only way out was the same thing