- intoxication
@kishxn
This feeling- It was unlike to anything this husk of a being ever managed to manifest on its own. It was.. Riveting. Though not of the scale one would could consider a legitimate emotion, it was something. Something opposed to the void felt in the everyday act of “living”. What was this? The mental thrashing like a bound kitten in a bag. Desperately trying to claw its way back out of the darkness of a tearing world.
“Hah..”
Wheezing out a breath to the intake of this foreign element. As intoxicating as it was.. This unsuspecting school girl managed convinced herself enough to fight it. Surviving was optimal- Wasn’t it?
No.. Wait..
Gripping fistfuls of charcoal locks it was growing increasingly difficult to care. Was this it? Was this the glimmer of humanity she was missing? Where was it coming from? Why was she so sure, she’d rather feel this than anything less? This was it right? This was what it must feel like to be human!













