shout into the void

Selene could be a void. She could be a void. Damn pretty void she'd been then, really. There's the absence of light, and then there's the all consuming light. That's the best part really. A contrast. She's a contrast. High headed, both pretty and not. Don't look at her insides, you see. Don't look at her insides, they're confused. She's confused. Hell, she's always confused. Maybe that's why she crosses into the lifeless caverns, eyes wide. The girl has been looking for a void to shout into, and it looks like she's found her place. It looks like she's found the actual voice where she can actually shout into a literal void. This was the dream of every emo teen, and she was living in it. Freaking beautiful.


Standing at the edge of the caverns, she yells. Just fucking screams. Tips her head back and just shouts. At first it's just abject, an expulsion of sound, propulsion of all the things that she's been feeling lately. It was coming, and coming, and continuing to come forth from her insides. Racking them, rocking them, and actually freaking soothing all the turmoil in her system. It felt good. Imagine that? Something so simple as living out all those bad 2000's post emocore fantasies could bring her back to feeling... less shitty. How great was that. Selene feels fantastic, so she just keeps screaming.