Frostine
It’s burning everywhere.
And not in the way that I have experienced before.
It burns painfully.
Like someone had lit a fire inside me, and it was burning my organs. It’s an agony that doesn’t go away.
The only refuge from this inferno I get is when something ice cold touches my forehead bringing me a resemblance of rest, only it snatches away too soon.
And just when I think that the aching burning has stopped, it leaves only for the darkness that swirls in my mind. The darkness is scary, it brings images like memories that I don’t remember. Things I am not familiar with.
Screams.
Blood.
Pain.
Fire.
Snow.
Oblivion.
I don’t understand any of it. It’s like a puzzle and I’m too tired, too lost to solve it.
There are faces that I haven’t seen before. People, that I don’t
