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Some days, I just don't know where this stuff comes from. Sudden inspiration, and the words just... flow. Welcome to the crazy inside my head, y'all. Enjoy.
Title: In the Deep
Author: Neko
Fandom: Original fiction
Warnings: Depressing? Does that count as needing a warning? Whatever. Death, too.
Summary: What lurks in the darkness beneath the water?
It's like a drug, like a compulsion.
Darkness, like this river I travel where I just want to lean out, drag my hand through that inky blackness, feel the cold of it numbing my fingers.
The cold, sliding up my arm, my eyes locked on that black, black water. No cares for what might lay beneath the surface, not a thought beyond the repetitious chant of "yes yes yes" inside my head. Yes yes yes, cold cold cold, oh yessss.. On and on it goes. Dizzying, seeing the reflections of light upon the surface, rippled where the boat passes, where my fingers leave behind curling motions in the current. Glitter and shimmer of water and dark.
I lean too far, the boat begins to tilt. I can't seem to find a reason why I should care that the water is sloshing up over the side when I shift. Filling the boat, a little at a time, the briefest touch of freezing water enough to numb bare feet.
The water is a shock, cold, so cold, as the boat fills, tips, pours me out into the current like nothing more than more water. Closing over me, and now I can feel, can panic. I don't want this anymore.
The boat is gone. I close my eyes against the suffocating black beneath the surface, struggling fiercely against invisible bonds, limbs warmed by the effort of my fight to live... But it's not enough. What began in my fingers and toes has spread, and the icy cold numbs me to the bone, and I cannot move any longer. The depths have taken me, and my lungs are the only thing left burning.
Soon, that too fades. With a choking breath of water, filling me with ice and chilling me from the inside now as well, I give in to the river's pull. Nothing more, and nothing less. I am just another shining soul, flashing beneath the water to entice others.
Join me, join me, I cry, like those voices I once heard. Yes yes yes....
~Fin~
There might be art to go with this eventually. If so, I'll post it later.
(Original post date: August 6, 2008 @ Livejournal)
Title: In the Deep
Author: Neko
Fandom: Original fiction
Warnings: Depressing? Does that count as needing a warning? Whatever. Death, too.
Summary: What lurks in the darkness beneath the water?
It's like a drug, like a compulsion.
Darkness, like this river I travel where I just want to lean out, drag my hand through that inky blackness, feel the cold of it numbing my fingers.
The cold, sliding up my arm, my eyes locked on that black, black water. No cares for what might lay beneath the surface, not a thought beyond the repetitious chant of "yes yes yes" inside my head. Yes yes yes, cold cold cold, oh yessss.. On and on it goes. Dizzying, seeing the reflections of light upon the surface, rippled where the boat passes, where my fingers leave behind curling motions in the current. Glitter and shimmer of water and dark.
I lean too far, the boat begins to tilt. I can't seem to find a reason why I should care that the water is sloshing up over the side when I shift. Filling the boat, a little at a time, the briefest touch of freezing water enough to numb bare feet.
The water is a shock, cold, so cold, as the boat fills, tips, pours me out into the current like nothing more than more water. Closing over me, and now I can feel, can panic. I don't want this anymore.
The boat is gone. I close my eyes against the suffocating black beneath the surface, struggling fiercely against invisible bonds, limbs warmed by the effort of my fight to live... But it's not enough. What began in my fingers and toes has spread, and the icy cold numbs me to the bone, and I cannot move any longer. The depths have taken me, and my lungs are the only thing left burning.
Soon, that too fades. With a choking breath of water, filling me with ice and chilling me from the inside now as well, I give in to the river's pull. Nothing more, and nothing less. I am just another shining soul, flashing beneath the water to entice others.
Join me, join me, I cry, like those voices I once heard. Yes yes yes....
~Fin~
There might be art to go with this eventually. If so, I'll post it later.
(Original post date: August 6, 2008 @ Livejournal)