Broken Glass

The distant echos surrounded her as she hesitantly made her way towards the milky surface of shimmering glass. He small feet made no sound, no single, soft pat to show she was even there, in existance. The hall stretched before her clouded eyes, seeming like it would never end and continue until she was forced to the ground clutching her knees. She walked with grace and was unseen to anyone else, only in a world of her own.

The plain, white washed walls glared at her as she passed, as if they were warning her away, back into the shell of darkness that reeked of death and lonlyness. But she paid no heed, just walking past the