LoVe

LoVe

It starts out small. Almost unnoticeable at the start. A tiny fire, no, a tiny fizzle of smoke that winds out from the heart and around the organs. The smoke is weak and frail. At times the smoke almost disappears amidst the mass of emotions that threaten to stop it in its tracks. 

Anger constricts the tiny wisp, squeezing until the small being almost gives in, but still it pushes on. 

The dangerous envy attempts to block the weaklings path and when the phantom passes by it grabs at it rapidly. Desperately trying to claim what should belong to itself in the first place. The wisp, slow and steady, somehow evades envy’s sinister grasp, and continues on. 

A blinding light suddenly appears in front of the wisps path, causing it to stop momentarily before deciding to reroute around the troublesome emotion. Lust whispers promising words of power, money, sex, anything to try and deter the mist from its current mission. Without fail, the wisp pushes onward, bent on reaching its final destination. 

When the light finally dies the wisp is confronted with a bone chilling sensation of cold, a cold so intense that it slows the wisp to that of a crawl. A gentle sound reaches the wisp, the sound of soft tears hitting the ground and disappearing. As the wisp inches past the sorrowful figure it takes no notice of him, the sadness inside of him is far to great to notice the wisp. 

The destination is near, the wisp knows this. There is a certain spring in his step as he bounds towards the approaching happiness that is promised when he reaches where he must go. He feels a tinge of regret, only for a second, as he realizes that those he passed on his journey are doomed to die at the hands of what he will create. For a moment the wisp attempts to go back, to change what he wants. What if it’s too strong? What if it dies? Are the final thoughts he has before he disappears.

Somewhere in the body. Somewhere in the heart. A fire springs to life, spreading its warmth and grace throughout the man as he gazes upon his wife. 

This is LoVe.