Skyfall

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
When the weight of poor character consumes you.

Submitted: January 26, 2017

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Skyfall

It was too late, I was already past the point of no return. My own fear laden complacency made it inevitable. The path had been clear, though my mind was not, consumed and clouded by thoughts of villainous vitriol. I was helpless but to freeze. Then, in that moment, all I wanted was for the sky to fall, and it did. Every star fluttered in its descent, grasping to its incandescent life like a man sinking into the abyss. The sun was choked out by an ever growing pall of nothingness, its blackness filling my lungs as well, with each restrained breath I attempted to cast it out, but only pulled more in with every panicked inhale. I had no control, no armor…no chance. I joined the sky in its descent. The gravity was passing bold, and my frail form caved under the weight.


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