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Silent Mockingbird pt 8It seemed like I was never going to break this cycle of coming in and out of consciousness. I had a pounding headache, but I wasn’t strapped to a bed. My arms were wrapped around me, and with my leg still stuck in a shell, it was difficult to sit up. I looked around my surroundings, white again. It was almost blinding since this room didn’t even have a bed to create shadows. I tried to imagine my friends there, with me, but even those couldn’t break through the sterile walls, so they just stayed outside.Silent Mockingbird pt 8 by hippieinblack
I was surprised that they hadn’t come in yet; I was very hungry, but as if on cue, one of them came in. It put a plate down with a golden apple on it, and instantaneously my mouth watered.
“I’ll help you with the apple if you cooperate with me, otherwise you’re on your own,” it said. I glared at it slightly and dove for the apple. Just before I was able to taste its sweet juice, it took it away, and my head hit the lightly padded floor, &
Silent Mockingbird pt 7I couldn’t tell if it had been minutes or months, time blurred together as the mind’s tide drifted in and out of consciousness. I was numb. It was like I wasn’t even connected to my body at times, did I have a body at all? Suddenly a neuron fired from my left hand, my ring finger twitched, then another one fired from my toes. Their poison was wearing off, my body was tingling, getting used to sensation again. I looked around and all I saw was white, except for the leather that held me down, I looked further down and saw a shell encasing my leg, for a moment I thought it was to weigh me down if I ran away, but when I tried to move it hit me. Pain like someone had struck me with electricity, pain that would make me scream, if only I could. A slight whisper is all that escaped from the vocal chords that haven’t sounded in years. Nonetheless it alerted the box, who told me a doctor would come in shortly. I heard it unlocking the door and when the door opened, its coSilent Mockingbird pt 7 by hippieinblack
I like making art.... obviously..... ummmmm i do dream interpretations, i snowboard, i play guitar, drums, flute, piano, panflute, fife. i have many tastes in music... err.. i like a wide variety of music, or I'd like to think I do. I listen to pretty much all types of rock, some folky stuff, a lot of funky stuff, and a lot of jammy stuff.
my state of mind can change anywhere from a season's worth of time to a half a day. it varies quite a bit... and by that i mean i can be total opposites. i can be punk sometimes, and other times i can be a complete hippy.
Current Residence: VA
Favourite genre of music: yes.
Favourite photographer: his last name's azevedo... he's a snowboard photographer
Favourite style of art: anything i can manipulate.
Operating System: macbook pro
MP3 player of choice: ipod
Shell of choice: ALL HAIL THE MAGIC CONCH!
Skin of choice: umm.... my own? i mean... it would kinda suck without it...
Favourite cartoon character: Iroh
Personal Quote: the universe has something planned, everything will be alright