Elimare's Blog (8)

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Still and silent they lie there. Eyes open, unfocused. Bound to the earth, sinews stretched and torn. The teeth of their shackles bites into soft flesh. Copper tang of blood, salt of sweat. Overwhelming.

These great beasts, entangled in chains. Struck down millenia ago and left to rot and die.

The earth blankets them in their unsleep, light covering of moss and sand layers year after year.

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Some days he didn't see her at all.

Those were the days when he spilled his coffee on his new shirt, or the subway doors closed just as he reached the platform. Sometimes he caught glimpses of her through the closing doors. A flash of hair, the curve of her neck. Not much, but enough to brighten his day, quicken his step.

One particularly good day he managed to stand beside her in the morning crush. He closed his eyes an

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He lived in a four story walk-up. Quiet man, never annoyed the neighbours. Occasionally they'd meet him on the way up the stairs, huffing and puffing his way up to the small attic flat. Muttered hello's between each - the type you exchange with people in enclosed areas - elevators, corridors and narrow stairwells.

Later, the neighbours wouldn't be able to give a proper account of him.

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'Don't go outside' they said. 'It's not safe. We'll get help, we'll be back soon.'
And then they closed the door behind them and locked it. Tumbling locks and turning keys. I watched them go from the window, twitching heavy curtains just enough to see them walk away. Down the steps and out the gate. They haven't come back.

In the beginning I explored every corner of the house. Measuring out room lengths by shoe size and memorising each by repetition. Then I took inventory. There w… Continue

I didn't notice them at first. Wandering, stuck in my own dark place I hadn't been aware of much at all. My thoughts were ugly, brutal. Selfish. The world was stripped of colour, shades of beige, shades of grey. The sun shone but I only squinted and hid from its bright searching rays. I walked in the breaking waves, immune to the power with which they rushed me. I was dead to emotion, to sense.

I walked blind, and then I stumbled. Wet sand grit

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If I told you what was wrong would you believe me?

Would you listen to my fears and hold my sobbing body? Would you whisper in my ear and tell me everything will be alright? Would you cradle me and keep me safe? Would you listen?

Or would you tell me to get over it? Would you sit in robes of judgement and feel only pity? Would your eyes filled with rage be blinded to the deep well of despair in mine? Would you haul me to

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He wasn't going to speak first why should he? It wasn't his fault. He hadn't been the one to start it.

So he waited, waited for her to say something. She wasn't the only one who could be stubborn.

In silence they sat, brooding, consumed in their own pain. It cemented them together.

Not a word spoken, not a movement made. Backs to each other, they waited.

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