Violet
Everything is hazy. I can't remember much....I can't remember anything.
The world is a deep, dark, violet haze. It's fragmented and discombobulated.
I'm confused. But even more so, the WORLD seems confused. Like it can't remember what it's supposed to be doing. It forgot that it was supposed to be doing gravity. It forgot to make the sky blue. It forgot that houses shouldn't be upside down.
Are there upside down houses? I don't see any. I don't really see anything. I see purple.
Do I really see purple? I don't think I can see anything. I don't think I'm really looking at anything. I'm trying to look, but I can't see. My eyes are hidden behind thick veils - thick, gauzy curtains of mauve and orchid and violet.
Oh.
My eyes are closed.
This realization is sudden and strange. My thoughts are grinning and laughing, gleeful with my new knowledge. Giggling and spiraling through clouds of lavender, eyes glittering under the lilac sun, euphoric with the knowledge of something.
Something.
Something.
Something.
Something that I know now.
I know something now.
I know that my eyes are closed.
Why are my eyes closed?
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SERIOUSLY THIS IS SO GOOD !!
It is literally my favorite short story I've EVER read. SERIOUSLY!!!