After travelling in the vast, dark land, I wake up and see light.
I do not know if it is only inside my head or if it is outside the carriage. I get up on my feet, and outside there is a will o' the wisp. This faint light shines for me like the sun, because I have been in utter darkness for such a long time. Before, I did not want the carriage to stop, because of the horrors in the dark, but now I want to go outside and touch it. Feel the light all over my body, feel the heat and finally be warm. All I can think of is this warm, burning, flame. I think that it moves along side the train, or maybe it exists only inside my head, but I can see it the whole day. I think about opening the window, but my last grip of sanity keeps me from it. I know that this is only a trick from the grim horrors that awaits in the darkness outside the little circle of light, to make me stop the carriage and go outside. But that does not stop me from being totally in love with the beauty of the light.
the last thing I can recall is that I fall asleep, wathcing the light as it grows fainter. The next day it is gone, and I have not seen it since.
3 Dec 2006
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