#frostbite moon

SNIPPET-

Water drips down your arms. A steady stream of crystalline beads forming a river.

Stray droplets of blood mix in; diluted by the pure liquid. Cascading, as steam curls around your naked body in a comforting shroud.

The bathroom is soothingly dark, save for the soft glow of a night-light plugged in beside the sink. Flickering, now and then, like a candle flame.

The pounding in your skull causes the faintest splotch of light to bloom into a supernova. Staining the underside of your eyelids in a kaleidoscope of colors. Stupid, you berate yourself. You were so stupid.

You want to blend in with the mist, to meld with the shadows. Maybe it'd save you from the wretched shame curling inside your guts, making you feel rotten from the inside out.

Your heart beats faster as you recall the look of concern on Sun's face. Clinging desperately to the smallest of details.

You really are a strange human.