01-03-2018, 07:24 PM
Aria sat and crossed her legs on top of the crate and leaned against the wall. She closed her eyes and became one with the world. Inside the empty space with the flickering light of her single pin point candle every emotion sat on the edge of her space but she knew each one. Could find each one and feed them into the void of nothingness that had gotten her through her childhood.
Now it was a calming comfort in her loss of self. The rage didn't return. No one followed her into the darkness and no one saught her out. Inside her mind was nothing. It wasn't the calm center of another, but her own solitude. It was lonely and dark and empty. But no one came and Aria sat seeing the quiet.
Now it was a calming comfort in her loss of self. The rage didn't return. No one followed her into the darkness and no one saught her out. Inside her mind was nothing. It wasn't the calm center of another, but her own solitude. It was lonely and dark and empty. But no one came and Aria sat seeing the quiet.