The absolute emptiness and darkness surrounding me. This abyss in which there was nothingness. No sound, even a slight movement of the wind, that was always finely caressing my frigid skin. The place, where the concept of light was something incomprehensible, for which it had no right to exist.. just like anything else. Even my own voice, everlastingly inaudible to me; only yours. Thoughts were also devoid of any colour. Clustered around a common goal, the purpose assigned by you/me? But nothing else. So what am I? I am Nothing. I am nothing more than a reflection of yourself, located on the murky side of the dimension. Inferno? Or maybe your World could be perceived so.. How would you respond? What would be your/my response to these thoughts, focusing on nothing. Are you afraid? Can you hear this quick palpitations and unstable breathing.. Do not answer, I know. My formidable hand on thy shoulder, holding mightily thine snow-white cloak to draw you away at any time of danger. Where are you now? Are you still standing in front of me, beneath the reflection of the sanguineous moon; Whether muteness has engulfed your shattered heart..
