TRIGGER: BLOOD, GORE. THOSE WHO ARE NOT COMFORTABLE CAN WAIT FOR THE NEXT UPDATE.
Black. A black like she had never seen before. Thick. Impervious. Ruthless.
It was as if the whole world had disappeared, engulfed in total darkness. No matter how much she opened her eyes, she couldn't see anything. The sensation was frightening, agonizing. No matter how hard she squeezed and opened her eyelids, she only saw the same black, empty and oppressive.
Total darkness replaced the usual luminous landscapes. Whether it was sunlight or moonlight, she had always lived in the light and this darkness worried her. Her heart started pounding painfully in her chest.
She wanted the light. She wanted the moonlit landscapes she and her people loved. She addressed a silent prayer to the Goddess who had blessed her life and her tribe by pressing her eyelids together with all her might and then she opened them slowly.
