ShadowDragonclaw29

Where am I? He can see nothing through the darkness. He feels his way through the gloom. He desperately seeks a light. He feels a strange pressure as he moves. It grips him as if he walks through water. Muffled voices echo through the air. Harrowing, tortured voices. They beg and they plead. He can hear the desperation in their voices. Has no one come for them? Will no one come? He screams, but he cannot hear his own voice. He knows what he wants to say, but he cannot construct the words. He opens his mouth, but nothing happens. No words. No sounds. Nothing at all. But wait, is that a light? The bright star beckons him to follow. He cannot

Taken once to the heart, my soul suddenly ablaze, I can no longer feel the passion I once had. Yet for some reason, I still hunger. Hiding in the darkness, I can only feel my hunger growing. My wants become needs as my desires become necessities. I no longer feel pain, only a deep burning hatred festering inside me. My senses heighten and I feel the sudden desire to kill. My once innocent soul once cared for by the pure is now caressed by succubi. Words of faith now no longer come from comrades, but from demons only wishing curses, plagues and death upon the world. These thoughts fill my mind blocking out reason. My judgement is blinded by th

I'm struggling. It's hard to breathe. I'm on the surface trying my hardest to do one thing: To keep myself from sinking to my death. It's hard, because my wings are wet and useless to me. My limbs are flailing. My abdomen is sinking. Try as they might, the hive has no way of helping me. I can think of one thing that will save me now. Something impossible. Something I've long since lost faith in. Miracles. As I began to lose hope, I saw my family watching me. It seemed as though they too had given up. In one last act of desperation I reach out to them. My sister is trying to fly down to me struggling against the grip my brother has on her. My