Withered Heights

That man, he was so overcome with emotion he just didn’t know what to do. He felt the deep dark pit in his stomach grow and spread like a tumour throughout his body, paralysing him from the feet up. The cancer eventually started eating away at his brain, his heart always decaying away, bit by bit. Nothing was the same anymore, you see. Every corner he turned he thought he had forgotten but then, something as simple as seeing a restaurant they once dined in, or a park they once walked in, sent waves upon waves of images and feelings over him once more, rendering him blinded with the salty tears that flowed from his black heart. And the worst? The thing that tormented him most of all? He still didn’t know. All that pain and no reason, it made him bitter and it made the pain unbearable.

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