blue... infinite blue, stretching on forever, past the very edges of her vision. If she had not known that it did in fact have an end, and that she was only a few days away, the empty flatness could have sent her quiet mad.
As usual there was no real way to guess the time of day except by the colour of the plain, it was a deeper blue than she had ever seen so her guess was, like a lot of things recently, probably completely wrong.
"no time, too dangerous to risk travelling any further today" she thought, although every stride she could make meant she was closer to home.
Cursing herself for loosing her time piece, she picked up her plate, her drink and notepad and got up from the step she had been resting on. hobbling out a few steps on to the plain she looks up - sighing - staring out into the pure black that was now the evening sky.
She had half expected it to be different, to have changed like the rest of this place, but the sky was always that exact shade of black. It comforted her, at least there are always some things you can rely on no matter how crazy the world gets.
She could feel the shade of the ground beneath her bare feet - the deepest blue she had felt yet - sad yet content - but that was all her senses could tell her. She had got used to the feeling of the plain by now, if you stood still, you could forget that you were standing on anything at all. It was only from movement that you could feel its surface - so incredibly smooth that it was almost frictionless.
When she had first encountered its bland existance she had been fascinated, and had spent far too long just trying to work out what caused it. Now though, after several days of travelling across its alien expanse she had grown accustomed to it.
She turned around, back up the step to her shelter, with both hands full she turns and pushes the door with her back, the block slides back smoothly, silent but for a light click as it locks open. Still leaning back against the depressed door, she again looks back at the black expanse above her, her distant expression for the briefest of moments, flickers; changing her from lost sorrow to a look of determination.
"I'm not mad, there has to be a reason for all this. and i will find it"
Her expression set, rousing herself from her thoughts, she slips back within the shelter; a few seconds later the door slides back with a satisfied click.
Somehow there was no light; it had faded, faded away, along with everything else - the warmth, the sound, the detail. Nothing remaind, except the worried thought of how all had changed, it was all wrong - where was she...? - but soon even that faded, replaced with a feeling of comfort, the past forgotten and now this was how reality was... Empty.
Wait... there is... something, a... No, it was always there; the landscape - the smallest drops of light reflecting from nowhere. Their brightness enhanced by their surroundings, a power all to their own. Each one etching its existance apon the darkness, and apon her.
Standing staring. Her eyes trying to focus on meaningfull shapes, familiar places, only to be tricked into seeing the blackness grow darker still, the energy of night tempting her thoughts and ideas to quieten, to forget what she was and why.
If it had not been for the fear of fading away entirley - forgetting to exists - she would never have moved. But as her foot fell to the ground to take her fist step, she felt a sudden rush of warmth! The quietest of background noise hit her ears with the same sudden force. She felt so real again, and the same for her landscape, real; she understood it; all of it; but along with the sense of being alive came the idea of fear - the unkown... death.
Dont let this be the calm before the storm... please.