30 Nov To Dive Into Neon Fates

Standing at the edge of the dark pool, a pool which only exists at the edge of time –  moments before an Advent’s end, only. Here I stand, still, motionless, deep in thought for I know this water that these Neon Fates, Shadows, and Darkness alike exist within the depths of this black water. There is no reflection staring back at me from within these water, all I can see is the blackness of the pool, and the shimmers of the neon fates from far below waiting to devour, waiting to embrace, waiting to drown me all the same. The hands that exists within these darkened waters are hands that speak in whispers of what is to come, that speak of final fates and darkest nights that I have yet to know. It is strangely enticing all the same, and in these fleeting and fragile moments, my mind is more susceptible than ever to their influence, for in these moments manipulation is the golden tactic.

In darkness I have already reached this place, accepted the existence of these darker things that exist at the edge of Advent’s. False light is not rampant here, only the shimmers that come from the fates that await from down below. I can feel the push of the 9th sleep, urging me to take the dive, urging me to embrace these cold waters that run deep, urging me to surrender to all that awaits. I know that now, in this moment, it must be done. Surrender. The very thought of it hurts, like staring onto a vast scape of endless gray. For ages I have avoided what awaits me now at this very moment, a viscous cycle of disbelief that I had run from all the same.

In this moment and in this acceptance my back begins to twist and turn, eyes upward towards a haunting blackening sky as the place that I had once known as the In Between is far gone, far consumed by darkness and shadows alike. For now, a night is among us that will be the blackening guide towards the end of this all. My arms drop downwards – free of all tension and resistance for only a moment before they are lifted from my waist to above my head. My body bends back in a forceful movement only for a moment as I suddenly notice  my feet leaving the ground. My eyes shut down, but somehow, the absence of vision is still not as dark as the absence of light I can see while my eyes are open. My body now free-falls slowly , for what seems like hours, feeling every moment of it, before my body crashes – before by body hits the water.