Chained. That's how I felt. The blood flowed slowly until it smeared my sore palms. At once I recognized the dense dye gleaming from its saturated fabric. This was from me. I was losing myself to the cause.

The crimson red thickened and hardened on the canals of my skin. My naked body pressed against the wet ceramic tiles. Consumed by the bottled flames on her eyes, my heart swelled and settled to a metronomic tempo exploding its silver threads on the off beats.

The moon growled at me. It stemmed beaming stars from its glowing aura. The skies glittered as if water and I felt myself sink.

Then it began. The sweet percipitation cleansed my feet. Murky blood washed down to the nearest drain. My hands were still covered with those primitive traces. The moment was too soon. I paused. Sustaining the aquous bullets on my back, I tucked myself neatly into my knees.

My fingers like mechanical gears creaked. The sharp claws combed the clean floor. I clicked on the off button.

The invigarating pain had ceased...

There were no more chains.



Fine.
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My sleeping habits have returned to normal. Now I can recover from those sudden lapses of tiredness and anxiety. No more panic attacks anymore~! Yay!

IPPY