endlessdel | What If Delirium changed again

She paused, mid step and sat suddenly in the soft sand. Barnabas, panting, finally caught up with her and sat beside her. Her put his head in her lap, he knew something was up but could not convey to her or fully understand. Delirium touched his head and scratched behind his ear. How very like a man. That was not her thought, she did not know whose thought that was but it was bitter and sharp. Not Delight and not her own.

She watched Sol do his final shimmer across the sky, coloured hues of purples and pinks and subtle oranges before the sky darkened. She blinked and darkness filled her mind. The storm is coming, blink and you'll miss it. She blinked and the darkness filled the Island.

Something warm dripped down her face and onto her doggie. He looked up and licked her face but they kept falling anyway. Change is inevitable darling He had broken her, she didn't think this hurt could be fixed with glue or with change. Change. She was changing and breaking.

Her hands shook as she pushed herself up. Barnabas began to growl at her.

Say goodbye to Tabula Rasa Delirium, it's my turn now.