Lidless eyes search for an end. The light at the end of the tunnel. But that was all there is... Light. Hungry, insatiable light licking with tongues of fear and pain at numb skin and bone. Hateful bites and nips on every inch. Fingers scratch at it, push it away, but it is all-consuming. Scorched terror and screams echo through the tunnel of flames, praying for death.
Inspired by
The Burned Boy: Anne Caston
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