#darkvoid

„A törött tükör nem hazudik. Csak szilánkokban mondja el az igazat.”

Nézek magamra.

Nem tudom eldönteni, hogy ez még én vagy már valaki más.

Arany varrja össze a repedéseim, mintha szépíteni akarná a fájdalmat.

De az arany is csak álcázott vér.

Minden szilánk egy „mi lett volna, ha...”

És egyik sem tükröz vissza teljesen.

((@sayijo))

Daemon's eyes flicked to the ringing phone, dread creeping up on him.

Oh...he'd messed up. He'd messed up. No no-

Why was it ringing-

He grabbed the phone, quickly pressing answer and holding it up to his ear. He was speaking before he could stop himself, mind racing a mile a minute.

"I'm so sorry, that was stupid. I shouldn't've-"

"Are you actually asking me out??"

......

Daemon faltered, holding the phone away from his ear as the question sunk in.

Did..Cryptor..

....

A smile started to grow on his face, while he tried to quell a sudden burst of..hope? Joy?

"Uh-Yeah-" He cleared his throat, wincing at a sudden voice crack, "Yeah, I..I am."

"Is...that ..ok?"

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"Yeah, I..I am."

"Is...that ..ok?"

Cryptor's eyes lit up, quite literally. He ran a hand through his hair, nodding despite the fact that Daemon couldn't see it.

"Yes! Yes, it's ok. More, than ok!"

"Is coffee still good or do you wanna go somewhere else, Dae?"

This happened awhile ago but I am still scarred for life. Prepare y'all self cuz this gonna be a wild ride…

It was one of those creepy summer nights when fog is rolling off the lake and not even the tiny monsters are screaming. So I go to the roof to look at the full moon and the stars, cuz ya know… wHy nOT?

Sound was some how amplified because it was so quiet ya know, and I’m sitting there with my phone in my lap when I heard a loud sound. I turn around wondering if I’m the first victim of a horror movie The Thatcher Slasher or something, and my phone slips from my lap.

Now this is a second story house mind you, so I watch helplessly as my phone rockets down the slope and flies off the gutter like Tony Hawks has possessed my cellular device and took it for a joy ride.

Just when I thought I couldn’t have gotten worse. The moon was covered by a stray cloud so now it wasn’t just darkness, it was advanced darkness . Now it’s really dark, that strange noise is still out there behind me and I just watched as my phone took a nose dive into the void.

I could hear it as it skidded off the garage roof and when it clattered onto the driveway below. The motion sensor below must have picked up the turmoil happening inside my soul and it lit up my phone lying face down like a murder victim.

Possible serial killer aside, I sprinted off the roof so fast I could almost hear 8 yr olds in the distance yelling: HARDCORE PARKOUR.

I got down there and approached, my phone lit up like an important item before a boss fight in a video game. I picked it up and I swear my screech caused even Steve Jobs to turn in his grave.

there was not a single scratch