Something is happening. Lately there has been a light. It's just a flash of light, but none the less, it is there in the darkness. It started small and faint, hardly noticable at all. As each moment passes the light gets bigger, brighter, and more frequent. Could this be the end of my life in the dark. This light could be my new beginning...
Yet another day passes in my dark prison.
Has it been a day? I can't tell.
But I heard something. After all this time, there was actually a sound. It's sort of like a distant voice. I hope it doesn't leave. It has been so quiet and the voice keeps me company.
I hope it doesn't leave.
I don't want to be alone again.
Where am I?
It's so dark...
so quiet...
so cold...
How long have I been here?
I have lost track of time.
Days melt into weeks.
Weeks melt into months.
Months turn into years.
Will I ever escape this eternal darkness?
Will I ever be free...
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