Quote:Woke up around midnight starlight fall through their eyes and flowers coming out of their mouth. They saw the moon and It was falling towards the ground, not to destroy the earth but rather to eat the sugar that hung from the trees. Second full moon of October 304 day of the year. She said she could of saw this coming but that would of been a lie, rather she remembered reaching towards it. If her reach was true and the flowers were actually as sweet as they tasted to her soon the transformation would begin.
Some would say it was nothing more than the pupils blown out in the core of her eyes but she remembers this the first time the starlight fell into her eyes and a voice whispered into her ears. It was all just made of sand any how, or was it blood clots and mud she couldn’t be sure.
“Its one word remember I told you that it’s one word”, she told her brother one night at the bottom of a drunken stupor. Feeling-less and lost in the silence that was her mind. It was different that night. Different this night.
Screaming at the top of her lungs “Flowers are coming out of my mouth.”
She plucked a lemon from the tree. Offered it to her comrade and shook him by the shoulders, “Taste it trust me”, tearing it in two they drank the juices and offered it up to the sky.
“Can you see the flowers now, they are forming from the stars in my mind”
“Its not real and it’s not like it matters” he responded neither confirming nor denying.
“we are gods now we are love”, finally sure of the one word, the same one whispered into her ear that night the stars first fell into her eyes.
“You are right, but still none of this is real.”