- Vol. 05
- Chapter 03
I am the seed of Fear, she said, darkly germinated by shame, the unknown, consequence.
I will smear and stain, bleeding blue as I weep, heaving deep silent bellows which bulge with the weight of emerging ghosts, and billow and roll with explosions of regret.
My voluptuous curves undulate, surge as they summon and shape chill wisps of thought into a swelling mass to blind you, muffle you, smother you, condense you, cocoon you in a throbbing curlicue – my inky signature, muted in mist. I will eclipse you.
I am denser than air, cloud, fog, smoke, or tainted veil and will choke you with the opacity of despair. My diaphanous shroud of delicate florets is laden, engulfing; I cannot be shaken off. I will bury you.
I sag and drag you down.
Or can you burst free?