Bella
The blackness was welcome.
Because in the Blackness there was no pain.
There was nothing.
I was nothing.
Everything I had been or would ever be ceased to exist.
There was no pain, no breath and no thought.
I was one with the cold blackness.
It didn’t wrap around me. It was me.
We were one and the same.
And that was ok.
I was ok with being the darkness.
I was ok with being death.
Anything was better then the pain I has felt seeing Rhyder with Missy.
Their names flickered into the darkness. Followed by images of their faces. Their body’s entwined in bliss.
White light exploded around me. Forcing the Blackness back and desperately I clawed at it.
I wanted it back.
The dark meant peace.
There was nothing but pain in the light.
It burnt me with the heat of a mi
