I - The Pact
I wish to be lost among the stars, encapsulated by dreams and the cold embrace of icy tendrils extending ever far from the dark places in the universe. My mind aches for release. A tempo of beating cascades warily down my spine into my extremities willing me to escape into the shadows I see extending from my door. The world hidden in plain sight just beyond fingers touch calls to me. It whispers, it screams, it beckons. When my eyes close I can feel a presence ever looming, watching, waiting for my inevitable release from this plane. I wish to succumb to it. I wish to obey but the mortal coil is wound too tightly around my heart and soul. Greater measures must be taken to abide this new arbiter of the dark. A being of great power and knowledge that I wish to confer with. To bind with. To become one with. Simply expiring will not do the trick, for when the soul is released, as I am told in old books, it shoots like lighting, and quicker still, towards its final destination on the
