noire.

I could feel the beating heart of the city rumble and quake and groan around me. I crawled between the shifting faces of back alleys as a heavy rain descended from a world unknown. It was only me. Me and those eyes. Always watching. Always waiting. They pierced the veil of raindrops surrounding me.

Always.

The towers of darkness and failed expectations loomed heavy on my mind. I only asked to blend into this underground citadel. Feel the cold dirt and concrete figures pressed against my skin. Car alarms and helpless screams induced thoughts of such sickening beauty. But it was all I had. All I needed.

Always.