Breathe. In. Out. Slowly.
But the images wouldn't go away. Purple screams and yellow tears. She had no clue why she was thinking in colors. But she could not hear the sobs, only see them. She could not feel the pain, only imagine it.
She ran faster and faster. And she breathed.
She broke a branch, solemnly discarded from its tree. She wiped away the drops of sweat from her forehead, carelessly falling in her eyes, blinding her to reality. Her hair flying behind her like a mad woman, like a Goddess possessed.
And she breathed.
She couldn't stop. She had to keep running until the rays of purple and yellow faded. They were still there, as bright as sunlight slanting on a deserted beach; as sharp as a knife jabbed in her insides, twisting and turning without mercy. Still, she couldn't stop.
All she had to remember was to breathe.
Until the colors died.
Until the running stopped.
But the images wouldn't go away. Purple screams and yellow tears. She had no clue why she was thinking in colors. But she could not hear the sobs, only see them. She could not feel the pain, only imagine it.
She ran faster and faster. And she breathed.
She broke a branch, solemnly discarded from its tree. She wiped away the drops of sweat from her forehead, carelessly falling in her eyes, blinding her to reality. Her hair flying behind her like a mad woman, like a Goddess possessed.
And she breathed.
She couldn't stop. She had to keep running until the rays of purple and yellow faded. They were still there, as bright as sunlight slanting on a deserted beach; as sharp as a knife jabbed in her insides, twisting and turning without mercy. Still, she couldn't stop.
All she had to remember was to breathe.
Until the colors died.
Until the running stopped.
Until she cleansed her soul.
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