And it was then, when her world filled with
orange light
that she knew her days end had come.
As she fell to her knees the darksouls came upon her,
she could smell their decay,
could taste it strong and sick.
She wouldn't scream,
wouldn't let them see her torture.
She knew they would revel in her terror so she bit down on her lips,
ignoring the blood and the flash of pain.
When the orange faded to amber and then yellow,
she too faded into pale.
Lost somewhere inside herself,
her body broken,
the darksouls rise again,
moving forward to the next.