Literature
Darkness and Voices
Darkness and Voices My world is filled with light, it blinds me, it consumes me. Then it vanishes, leaving nothing but darkness. Darkness … and voices.I wait for a time, alone in the void. I wonder where I am. I wonder why every aspect of the world eludes me. I look but cannot see, I reach out, but cannot touch. I listen but hear nothing. There is no ground beneath my hooves, no cool touch of the wind upon my hide. No notion of up nor down. No sensation of any kind. Even my own thoughts seem distant. As if they are an echo of words spoken in a far away room by someone else.There is nothing, nothing but the voices.Realization hits me. The w...
