"everything is blue."
she can't see anything but she can feel
everything at once, emanating from the silky midnight darkness of her own mind, pulsing in and out of focus. city skyline etched across the horizon. sloping mountains and jagged cliffs.
colors. flickering in the emptiness. he's dripping like a saturated sunrise.
the city lights are glowing again outside the hotel window. he's in her bed, hands pressed to her thighs. he's hand in hand, jumping into the light.
which version is real? "you tell me."
SHE DOESN'T KNOW IF SHES ALIVE
is this a hallucination? a memory? a dream? when he throws his head back in a misty laugh, jade eyes staring through her.
she's desperately clinging onto the badlands' reality, of the mountains and the azure skies and blue eyed sky, tries so fucking hard to stop spiraling through the darkness. she's screaming but nobody can hear her, everything is blue, the lights on the overpass, he's blowing smoke into her mouth and letting his hair fall on his face.
was it ever real? from the start.
when she opens her eyes, his lips are pressed messily on her bare neck, held up against the white hotel sheets.
WELCOME BACK TO THE BADLANDS.
END OF PART 3
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BADLANDS
Fanfictiona lost girl without a name heads into the grimy streets of the badlands headfirst, imprisoning her not only in the ghost of a city, but inside of her own mind. the city is a dystopian paradox, built off of the sins and lies that hold her captive lo...
