Mission

I'm trying to write a short piece of flash fiction everyday from whatever pops into my head at the time. It'll mainly be rambling unsubtle crap but hey, at least its something right?

Wednesday, 16 February 2022

Minefield

And so it rains down on you, the terror of it all, churning away at the foundations, cacophonous in its reality. The minefield of the mind was too much for you, too great a threat, or a risk of a threat, to navigate without a guide, at least not at first. So, let us journey away from it, together, and hide in the unreal spaces residing outside of it, in the rain and the darkness of the physical, a world without a grounding at all. We will wait, until you feel you are ready.

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