EVEN. NUMBER. CHAPTER
LEGOOO

THESmallishbeans
LDShadowLady301
EggOnToast123

(5 or 6 chapters of this follow a nonlinear perspective, just so you know)

It may have been 13 months or 13 years I spent here, but it's driving me insane. Pure, unbreakable silence, like I'd gone deaf. But, I couldn't have, because the screams of mine still echoed.

I've read every single book in this ruddy library like 10 times, and I can't stomach another reading. Its painful. A suffocating pain, echoing around the room, becoming more intense the longer I stay here.

I don't even know where here is anymore. Its neither heaven nor hell, but its not home. Like a limbo between life and death, where madness takes us all.

I paced the room, my laughs becoming hellish, but not because of the room I was in. I've lost all morals. The line between good and evil become blurred. Like God has taken my head and soul and messed with it.

But, I mustn't lie, it's so entertainingly fun. I've clawed at face, trying to end it all so much that the pains become comforting. The constant trickle of blood has subsided, but the warmth is still there.

The constant conscience in the back of my mind had vanished, replaced with the devil that perched on my shoulder before. Everyday, it speaks, but not offering words of change, nor reformation. Everyday it told me how well insanity suits me. How nice it was to see me with a smile on my face.

"They're calling you back, Pearl." It spoke, like a deadly friend, always there, and always making me feel like a god. "They're calling you back to reality. Go, show them the real you. Watch the fear in their eyes as they stop seeing the world through rose tinted glasses."

I smiled, clipping my cloak on. I know my place in this world now, and I know what's happening when I get back.

I'll take what's mine. I've seen hell, and I know what the pains like, but the world burning is a bit more my style.

"My child, I feel their call. They're pulling us back. It's been 13 years. 13 long years, but now we're retaking what's ours." It said. The library flickered around us, blending into the world I used to know.

A moment passed, and there I sat, on the ledge I fell from, 13 years ago. The sun was low in the sky, a bird flew across the sun, and clouds stalking the sun sank with it.