When things go wrong

This time again… it is over. The spooky mist outside pervades everything. The trees, tall dark images, are shrouded in a pale silk. The world was wearing a cloak of illusion and every object seemed distorted in an ugly manner. Staring into the fog, trying to follow your way, you find yourself surrounded by strange faces – as if many eyes are cast upon you. It is so dark … but in the same time the thick whitish fog creates the feeling that something terribly wrong is going on with this particular night. And indeed that was the truth. EVERYTHING was!

the world on fire...

I set the world on fire; it burned for days and nights. The might of the blaze was vigorous – serpentine flames engulfed everything around. I watched the magnificent color of the gaily sparkles....
It is over. The moonlight illuminates the barren ground. Small fires still burning imply the appalling feast I craved for and eventually created. It is so peaceful now, not a single sound. I wonder through the remnants, my feet are black from ash. I kneel and grab the embers. A tear slopes down my cheek. If only I did not have to do it. If only I had a choice.....
Now I am alone, wondering through the dark desert I created for myself. There’s nothing else left to be burned. MY SOUL WAS AT THE STAKE FIRST.