I'm trying not to scream. Don't want someone to hear. The new wave is coming, which will ruin the world and reborn it again. Doubling my hands into fists, nails stick into palms. Cold rises up from the stomach,spreads about the whole body. Goose bumps..Forerunners.. Begins hard to breathe, the throat clenches,my own lungs hinder me. And here it comes...Arises deep inside of me, begins it's symphony. One - wisp tendons! Two - sharp blades rip every cell of flesh. Three - blood turns into frozen fire! And final chord - rusty lance spears the heart, crushes bones, rips into rugs all flesh. My body bends like arc, I'm wheezing, can't breathe in or out. Buzzing in the head, somebody's whispers insistently try to make me listen to it. Terrible real pictures flicker in my eyes - my teeth grows wolf like, eyes turns into gold, muscles like steel, the body is perfectly strong, the pair of wings turn into pieces the bondage of mortal pain, unbelievable demonically beautiful.
I'm smiling.
The pain goes out, like ebb, leaves weakness, nasty shivering and could sweat. Two minutes to recover my breath. And it will go again.
I'm smiling, and my smile so lifeless and indifferent, not like the previous one - passionate grin.
Does something playing with me?
I can do nothing.
And I don't care.
Let's play