Siphon Anima - TRAGEDIENS TRONE

I felt it detach, as tendrils of luminance tore away like flesh

As in a dream, a vast desert of shimmering water, cloaked in a heavy white veil

consumed inwards, into a deeper void

Immense

Where nothing was

A flickering light emerging out from the distance as pale hands were reaching

out to its writhing grasps

As if carrying a stillborn child sought to carry me away with its tongs

A choking darkness pierced through me as I drew closer

A sickened, sensitive shadow formed before my eyes

Clothed in the drapes of a black sky

Its horrid features slowly deformed, as if peeling from some cutaneous disease

Fighting the liquid silver, I was devoured in its maw

Pulling me down into its determined vortex, I saw the blight drain into the

murky waters

As blood flowing from the body, into a violent stream, filling my entire vision,

until there was nothing else to see

And my soul was free