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His words make me frown.
Why does that make him smirk?
Before I can try to figure out what’s happening, I’m left in bewilderment at the sudden brush of his lips.
A… kiss?
Confused is an understatement as to why the touch flicks a different switch in me. One that thrums with warmth and steals the agony that screams through every inch of my flesh.
It’s but a single touch.
A few seconds…
A peck that overthrows the reign of darkness rushing through me.
I’m left feeling rejuvenated and not swirling in agony and devastation.
“I’ll meet you at the gates.” His words are just for me with how quietly he speaks.
“Survive, Little Viper, and trust no one.”
There’s a blanket of power in his words, and all I can wonder is if this interaction was a blessing or a curse.
I may never find out. For now, I’m sinking.
4
THE MOLASSES DEPTHS OF LIFE AND DEATH
~OPHELIA~
And I’m drowning…
What a way to snap out of whatever hallucination of darkness held me captive earlier.
As much as I’d like to reminisce on confronting my twin sister in one moment and being some ‘possessed, overprotective, hissing student defending a professor she just met’ the next, my life is really on the line.
Drowning isn’t the way I wanted to perish.
Quickly blinking my eyes, which feel strained and heavy, I look up to see a glimpse of light from the water’s surface. With every intention of swimming to the surface, I move my limbs a few times, realizing how painful and weak my flailing arms and legs feel.
Either way, I know with a bit of effort, I can make it to the top.
With a nod to myself, I prepare to swim upward, my head lowering for only a second to see the bottom depths that are practically pitch black. It’s eerie to stare at, as though there’s a whole other undiscovered world down there, but the moment I pull my eyes away, I catch a tiny glint of gold.
Did I imagine it?
Staring at the exact spot yet again, I test my lungs’ limits as I remain in place in hopes of seeing that flicker of shimmering gold one more time.
After fifteen seconds, I decide it was just an illusion.
Drowning isn’t the way I want to perish.
Intending to swim to the surface, I move my limbs a few times, realizing how painful and weak my flailing arms and legs feel.
Staring at the exact spot yet again, I dare test my lungs’ limits as I remain in hopes of seeing that flicker of shimmering gold one more time.
Until I see it.
