Dark of the darkest darkness

Dark of the darkest darkness

A Story by Nart
"

the darkness have a soul like anything else, it can speak.

"

 

  ..Can you see me?  

  No, who are you anyway?   

  ..Are you afraid?

  No, afraid of what?

  ..Can you sleep?  

  With you inside my head, No

  ..Are you afraid of me?

 I told you No I'm not 

  ..Then why you can't sleep?

  It's just your voice, no one can sleep with it

 ..What's wrong with my voice? 

  Nothing, but you keep talking nonsense

  ..Don't you remember?

  I asked you who are you and you didn’t answer me, so how can I remember you?

  ..What a waste, all that time we had spent together now goes for nothing

  You are only a voice, what time you are talking about?

  ..Don't worry, you will remember soon 

  Can you just tell me who are you so I can remember

  ..You won't remember like this, even if I told you, you are not afraid yet to remember

  I can't understand you, are we going in a circle? Talking about the same things over and over

  ..My job here is just to make you remember

 So let me guess, you will ask if I can sleep or not 

  ..You are smart as you used to be, that’s right I was going to ask you this next, so can you now?

  And as I told you before, No

  ..Is it the same reason?

  Yes, it's your voice, lets be clear now, I don’t want to know you anymore, I'm not afraid, I don’t care if I remember or not and just shut up so I can sleep

  ..Why you are saying this? Why you don’t care? And even if i stopped talking you still won't sleep, you are not on your bed to sleep

  What are you talking about now? Here I am laying on my bed trying to sleep

  ..I see, but you don't see

  See what?!

  ..Let me ask again, are you afraid?

  And I told you No, No, No I'm not for all of your questions, don’t stay in this circle you won't reach anything like this

  ..Me! then you remembered me, even if you said not, but you said "you ", and it's not me who want to reach anything, its you who want to reach that thing

  Here you go again in this circle, I told you No I don’t remember you

  ..Why you are not afraid?

  Afraid of what! be more clear there is nothing to be afraid of

  ..But you should be

  Good, now you started to be clear with what you are talking about, why should I be afraid?

  ..Because you cant see

  It's only you who I can't see because you are just a voice, but I can see all clear

  ..But you are trying to sleep, then your eyes are closed so how can you see while your eyes closing?

  My eyes are closing because I'm trying to sleep, but here look I can open them and see

  ..No you cant, they still closed you can't open them yet, you can't see that’s why you should be afraid

  You are right, why I can't open them?

  ..Because you don’t want to remember

  Remember what now? I had a long life to remember a specific thing for you

  ..You are still denying that you don’t remember, but you are saying that you remember everything

  Said what! I only said that I had a long life to remember a specific thing for you

  ..Here you are saying it again, you are still denying that you don’t remember but you still saying that you remember

  What am I saying? My life you mean!

  .. .

  Hello, where did you go?

  Hey, we're not done yet 

  Come back, speak..speak to me

  Why you are doing this to me?

  Who are you?

  Tell me anything

  Ask me again, anything

  Just..please, say anything.

 

  Its only a moment for someone to remember, a very fast flashback will happen in less than a blink, that blink is enough for anyone to remember his whole life, and live it again, all that joy, pleasure, happiness and even the sadness, you will feel it again as you felt it once, all that pain, hate, experiencing things and even the illusion you were in, you will live it again, all the dreams and madness you will see them again, all the good things, bad things, the sorrows and even the beauty that you had and gave, everything, everything in your life will be remembered again, as a new born a cry baby who is crying for his long life that he had once in pride or shame, it doesn’t matter who you are now, because you will know when you remember all of these things, but sadly you wont laugh as before, because you felt it once the second time wont be as much as the first time, the tears you once shed, you wont cry anymore because you know how to evade it now, Ohh, all that love you had and gave, its just an illusion a passive memory with no face or name, all for nothing, it’s the only misery that will keep your face shining with a smile, what a suffer you will have now, thinking about the only person who you once cared about, the person that you flied with inside that endless ocean, the only person who wakes you up from that dream and makes you live like a numb star, a shooting star that you were watching up there on the far clouds that no one can reach there, how irony all that love just to keep your smile in your face now, its Ok to be afraid here, as I can't see no one around anymore, it doesn’t matter who talks to me now, because it's all just a real illusion, I don’t have to wake up anymore and do what I used to do, it’s a bless now that I cant open my eyes, all I can do now is to rest, rest from my long life I had once, rest in my comfortable bed…my grave.      

 

   

 

    

 

    

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2016 Nart


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Added on August 21, 2016
Last Updated on August 25, 2016
Tags: conversation, dark, death, after life, voice

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