My thoughts on Friday's episode...
The abyss had become the only place that felt remotely close what people call "home". The home I once knew had long burned down, but on dark stormy nights the wind carries it's faint smell back to me, unleashing the memories filled with all of the emotions that now seem anything but real. The dark holds a certain comfort that few people would understand. The long sleepless nights have become the only thing that I am attached to, the only time I can find true solitude. Anger had become the only emotion that I could completely feel because happiness and love had also turned to ash like that home I once knew. This was my life and I was content in having it remain that way. But she threatened to change all of this. She had made many attempts before, but all in vain. All of the other times I was able to return to the abyss, leaving her far away in the light because her consuming fear of the dark would never let her follow behind me. Despite all of her failures, today she tried again. This time was different, she tried to lure me to herself, into her light. She took part in a ritual that I had and probably never will believe in, but she said she believed. She wasn't simply saying she believed in the ritual, but that she believed in me, believed in our rishta... For a split second she had pulled me into the light when I saw the deep red stain of mendhi on her soft pale hands and the sparkle of love in her big hazel eyes. But it was only for a moment, the dark clouds of anger quickly took over the horizon, dissipating every single ray of her light. The darkness overwhelmed her and she walked away. I returned to my "home", deep into the abyss, but this time it didn't feel like "home". Soon night fell and now the darkness enveloped both my mind and my surroundings, but the comfort of the dark was no longer there. All that I could think about was the fleeting moment of her light...
Edited by Khaos13 - 12 years ago