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    The road

    Everything turned black in front of my eyes when I felt unconsiousness take over me.

    I woke up only seconds after that, feeling different than before. My body was cold like a dead person’s body should be, but my heart didn’t feel cold. It was strange, I felt complete. Like I had searched for something and after all this long time had found it. I found her. I found this place.

    Our lips found their way to each other again that night. Our kiss was cold but endlessly hot. Black were our hearts, but our sight was snow white.

    In eternal passion we fled in the night. We had everything we needed. We had each other. And we will be everything else, but never alone. With this we made our way to our house to live forevermore, because that’s were I belong; in the darkness.

     

     

    Helena shot up from her dream and had to look around, feeling confused for a few moments, until she could remember where she was. She looked down to her inmate and could see the regular heaving of her chest, indicating Helena that she was fast asleep.

    She let herself fall back into bed and thought back to her dream. She could still feel the excitement of everything that happend. She also noticed that she hadn’t felt this calm for a very long time. Especially since she was in jail. From the day that she was brought in, she was afraid. Afraid of the people in there, afraid of how her life will continue, afraid of what her friends thought about her, afraid to loose her children for good, afraid to love and trust again and afraid to loose herself.

    And that, she could already feel it happen. She always was a woman who approached people and who liked to be surrounded by them. But now she could feel how she began to isolate herself from everyone else. Even when she’s going to get out of here, she didn’t know if she could trust anybody or let herself fall in love again.

    So she let herself be dragging towards this darkness, in which she felt so good, so save and comforted in it’s silence. And in contradiction of what she was afraid of, she wanted nothing more than somebody by her side, who would want to share this darkness with her.

    And with that she tried to fall back asleep, hoping to dream further from this mysterious woman in her dreams, that seemed more than glad to share this exact dark place with her.

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