kou
trash.
-Alex Kinley Johnson-
|Location|
-Dome-
|Theme Song|
-Passenger Seat: Death Cab for Cutie-
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|Location|
-Dome-
|Theme Song|
-Passenger Seat: Death Cab for Cutie-
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Alex had abandoned the Greenhouse in turn for strolling around the general area, her eyes fixated on the world above. When had it become so quiet? So empty? She could not recall when she started allowing her to feel so melancholy, perhaps the realization came when she knew that there would never be anyone who cared for her at the end of the line. She would die here, they all would. How horrible had they been in their past lives to deserve such torture? Alex would not wish this on her greatest enemy, the thought of eternal loneliness was simply too much for her to bear in these circumstances.
Every day she had hoped, every day she had believed, every day she had wasted on such thoughts was another day her soul began to crumble and eventually her resolve would fade, the rest of her dissolving away with it. She would be rendered to a useless morsel and she would have never been able to truly call a place 'home'.
That was all Alex longed for, deep within her crooked heart. A home, a place where she could invest her days and spend it in obliviousness and comforting solace. A place where she no longer had to hide or fear what lay within the dark, watching her with weary eyes. A place where people inhabited and were able to happy and content with what they had, unaware of what truly went on in the depths of the night in their sleep.
A place where she belonged.