Invisible. A non-entity. No longer seen or accounted for. She's a ghost in her own time, blown off by those who mattered most... burned off like morning fog on a sunny day. Only she hasn't seen the sun in weeks... she's become shadow, gray, silent... without substance. The sun stayed behind, in her past.
That's where they go when they pass her by - to her past, the one that nearly killed her. That's where they all go - those that belonged to her before the past. They leave her cold and shaking, retreating into herself... alone, belonging nowhere and to no one. They go back there.
She fades a little more. Transparent. Like water or air...
Defined only by the vessel that she's hidden in.
1 comment:
but you are seen, my dear friend. You are most definately accounted for...
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