Bittersweet

Life is certainly strange were, one moment someone can be flying high, soaring over everyone and the next, the sun melts their wings and they are sent plummeting back to earth. Yet, the same can happen in reverse where, one moment, life can be meaningless and the next, every wonderful thing that someone could have ever dreamed of, is theirs. Enki still feels as if he is trapped in some wonderful dream and at any moment he could awaken and lose all the happiness that he had found.

It is more out a force of habit that has Enki trekking back out to the bubbling pits where he had first been confined when he joined Insomnia and the smell hits him like a slap across the face. The once familiar scent now causes his eyes to water and it smells if someone had taken eggs, allowed them to rot in the sun and them shoved them all into this land. While one tar pit might not have been so bad, the sheer number of pools of the bubbling tar amplifies the smell until it is almost nauseating.

Coming to a stop near one of the smaller pools, Enki casts his blue gaze over the land as he remembers all the time he had spent here and watches the bubbles that slowly raise to the surface of the dark viscous liquid.


"Enki Klein"

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