Kat1304

Ch.1 of Part 1 of "The Red Door" the door stands slightly ajar brightness spills onto the floor onto the landing down the stairs, down the stairs, to the bottom to the bottom where he stands, towering like a giant in my doll's house darkness diffuses the light - it dominates purely by mass and that suffocating pressure, like breathing in ice my heart stops but it's racing all the same did i make a sound? does he know i'm here? down the stairs, down, down, the brightness flows like a waterfall in all it's splendor it reminds me of goodness, of warmth and love strong in the face of all evil, unyielding to the forces of it's destruct