remains wrote:
i walk into the living room and i see a glimpse of it outside. immediately, i recoil into the shadows, holding my eyes, it's image burnt into my retinas. i feel sick, the nausea and sweat kicking in like a horrible sickness, i crawl into my room, attempting to erase the maddening image from my mind, but it is impossible. it's ancient presence will remain there, always, waiting for the opportunity to shoot it's photons like tendrils into my eyes once more. my hands shake as i write this, i beg of you, please, don't look into it. or it will get to you too.