[ The Abyss and Her Hand ]

by  SkyeJordan666

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Posted Sep 16, 2024

I was never meant for this flesh, this prison of skin too heavy for wings. I once touched the edge of light, but now the darkness wears my face. Falling is not flight— it is the surrender of a soul that no longer remembers why it should rise. I search for a silence deep enough to swallow me whole, to quiet the voice that gnaws at my bones, whispering I am unworthy of even this ruin. In the end, I do not jump— I only let go, trusting that the ground knows me better than the sky ever did.