The Elementals
Nov 7 · 29 min read

A thought appears.
The last intelligible string of words his mind is able to form.
His grasp on the question, Where am I? weakens by the second until he can no longer conceive of coherent language in any meaningful way. Like waking from a dream, there forms an emptiness in his mind of where something used to be. Some place. Some idea or feeling.


