When something infectious bites you,
and the reaction first eats your skin,
then it numbs it,
when that feeling appears,
and you still see those insects who inflicted that passage to your suffering,
and you collapse and then you reflect judging everything you have done,
when pain is just a stage for a later understanding of how your body releases endorphin and then hallucinations,
that endless cycle of pounding rhythmic sensations,
that metabolic destruction of your normality transforms your believes into a realm uncovered by that thing which has given you solitude.
The march of ants eating you skin,
that emotional tempest in you...
is death coming,
the meaning of knowing something you are not used to but you know is there,
waiting,
in your dreams...
Akhlys, A master of perception, a magi or a warlock, an artist, a shaman, an animist, who uses the presence of darkness to convey its desires and wants into a more complex world filled with sounds and mysteries, all created by our lack of understanding of our physical world, but infinite interpretations of our internal one, where the essence of life is hidden deep inside the void of this relative universe.
fear is like a solar system in his world,
and life, life...
what it's life if fear is a solar system?
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