Impossible!!
by bigbadbrew
I pull myself up off the dusty, leafy carpet I find my body laid upon. I manage to raise my right arm and find the strength to prop up my body and raise my heavy head. Ouch My head! I screw up my eyes attempting to hide from the pain which pulsates violatly through my skull.
Bloody hell my head! Now sitting upright, eyes still tight shut, trying to keeping myself in my own darkness, not wanting to know my surroundings. Not that I am afraid, no not that. Im just...... not ready yet, ...not balanced, not prepared. Almost naturally my hand finds my forehead, wanting to comfort my head with its cool touch. I press my palm to my brow finding the torchering pain. . Argh! my hands feel like fire! So much for the cool soothing relief, more like dipping your head in a burning flame!
My arm outstretched in front of me, I have to look twice, once in disbelief, second in amazement, but still not believing. As I stare at the back of my hand, my fingers look long and delicate as though they may snap as easily as a twig under a giants crush. I flex them, testing them, and I do it again. How deceiving. They feel strong and sturdy like iron, bendable iron I admit, but not at all as they first appear. Then I notice my nails, My nails! A brilliant white, as thought they have been paintedin a shimmering gloss refelcting a memorising dance of light, its almost blinding.
Managing to free my eyes from their trance, I turn my left hand over to inspect my palms, I notice somethings not right. Where are the creases in my skin! The lines on my hand! My hands are blank, as blank as new canvas, No one had drawn on my creases! My love lines, my life lines, did I need one, was I even alive? So many thoughts ran in and out my head too scrambled to make any sense.
I then for the first time I caught my surroundings, although there was not much to see. It was dark, too dark. The moon was hardly visible and there were no stars in the sky,Must be cloudy tonight I thought, it fitted perfectly with the atmosphere. What else could be expected with such an unsettling night. I look straight ahead trying to focus, squinting my eyes, trying desperately to find something familiar, something to comfort me. Nothing. It was all I could see, dark, hollow, unwelcoming nothing.
But wait .... I just saw my hands, my white nails. I saw them. But how could I see them in all this nothingness. How could I see them so clearly and nothing else. Then I looked for a second time. Seeing something new, how could I have missed it before? My breathing is caught, and for a second I stop altogether. Impossible! No... how? Impossible? I admit it was faint, only slight, but it was happening none the less! I was glowing, a beautiful white glow, ...... yes, yes i was..........i was glowing!
Bloody hell my head! Now sitting upright, eyes still tight shut, trying to keeping myself in my own darkness, not wanting to know my surroundings. Not that I am afraid, no not that. Im just...... not ready yet, ...not balanced, not prepared. Almost naturally my hand finds my forehead, wanting to comfort my head with its cool touch. I press my palm to my brow finding the torchering pain. . Argh! my hands feel like fire! So much for the cool soothing relief, more like dipping your head in a burning flame!
My arm outstretched in front of me, I have to look twice, once in disbelief, second in amazement, but still not believing. As I stare at the back of my hand, my fingers look long and delicate as though they may snap as easily as a twig under a giants crush. I flex them, testing them, and I do it again. How deceiving. They feel strong and sturdy like iron, bendable iron I admit, but not at all as they first appear. Then I notice my nails, My nails! A brilliant white, as thought they have been paintedin a shimmering gloss refelcting a memorising dance of light, its almost blinding.
Managing to free my eyes from their trance, I turn my left hand over to inspect my palms, I notice somethings not right. Where are the creases in my skin! The lines on my hand! My hands are blank, as blank as new canvas, No one had drawn on my creases! My love lines, my life lines, did I need one, was I even alive? So many thoughts ran in and out my head too scrambled to make any sense.
I then for the first time I caught my surroundings, although there was not much to see. It was dark, too dark. The moon was hardly visible and there were no stars in the sky,Must be cloudy tonight I thought, it fitted perfectly with the atmosphere. What else could be expected with such an unsettling night. I look straight ahead trying to focus, squinting my eyes, trying desperately to find something familiar, something to comfort me. Nothing. It was all I could see, dark, hollow, unwelcoming nothing.
But wait .... I just saw my hands, my white nails. I saw them. But how could I see them in all this nothingness. How could I see them so clearly and nothing else. Then I looked for a second time. Seeing something new, how could I have missed it before? My breathing is caught, and for a second I stop altogether. Impossible! No... how? Impossible? I admit it was faint, only slight, but it was happening none the less! I was glowing, a beautiful white glow, ...... yes, yes i was..........i was glowing!
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