Ezeria Skysong
Hatred is everything. If you lose your hatred, you will lose your survival.
She was in her body, running towards the edge of the cliff. He was closing in, and she had no other alternative. This wasn't supposed to happen. This was never supposed to happen. She reached the edge and flew up. Wait. No, he tried to follow. Now, she was in the air, looking at the edge. There was so much blood, so much pain. What had she done? She was zooming off through the sky, now she was running. She was back in school, dealing with it all. How could she have done that to her only friend? Now, she was in Elenissa's car. It was eerily silent. No. Her dream mind was thinking. No, this wasn't how...no. It wasn't her fault. It was him. Him and all the bloody males in the world. She was laughing. A cynical laugh. The dream flashed to her early years of fights, back when she didn't fight back. Tears and bruises, a resolution to be stronger. It flashed to the first time she had met him, him smiling. No! Her dream-mind was screaming. No, stay away from him! The dream strayed away from the reality of the past. Now, his hand was reaching towards her. She was falling, falling. She tried to fly, but it was no use. She was falling, falling, into the blackness all around her. Up above, she could see his hand, his smile. "Hi," He said. Still she fell. Falling, falling. "You're new here, right? I'm-" ...Because you can't be hurt by what you hate.
And you shout, from inside your mind. But no one can hear you, crying all the time. And you shout. Always wanting out. But always going deeper, all the time. Deeper into the cage of your mind...
