She is alone
T onight, by the flickering life of a candle, she can feel the emptiness enveloping her, invading the very core of her being. Maddening thoughts arising from some dark corner of the soul rarely touched unleash terror her mind cannot understand. All that she knows is torn apart in the realization that every dream is an illusion... all she is meant to be will never come to pass, life is what it is, and though the woman that stares back at her from the mirror seems young still... full of life, she... Sign in to see full entry.