Death of an Immortal
It's dark but I can see the unmistakable red of blood. It seeps around the edges of my vision and drips slowly onto my face. One drop lands with a soft thud on my cheek, and it's enough to yank me out of my nightmare. I wake up and remember that I am alive. And everyone else is dead. ~Jaz
My suit is tailored perfectly as always, but something feels different. Maybe it's the way my shoulders hang with guilt. Maybe my skipping meals has caused me to lose weight. Maybe it's my father's secret that chokes me, grips me with a force so strong and yet so invisible, that makes me feel different. Maybe it's because I know the truth.
We're alive, but we shouldn't be. ~Cy