"Arghhhhh." Razeal didn't stop walking well he couldn't. He moved forward as if something inside him was dragging him by force, both his hands now pressed hard to his forehead. His fingers dug into his scalp. His palms were hot. His breath was uneven. His eyes.. those deep crimson eyes were shaking violently behind his hands.
His emotions weren't just rising anymore.
They were burning.
Spreading.
Growing.
Building inside him like lava pushing against the walls of a cracking volcano.
Every step he took made it worse.
His shoulders trembled chest heaving even his legs shook like his own body couldn't support the weight of everything churning violently inside.
I won't lose… from my own self. He repeated it inside his head like a mantra like the only thin rope left keeping him from spiraling.
But the rope was fraying.
His mind flickered, spinning uncontrollably:
Take it out.
Let it out.
Scream.
Destroy something.
Destroy EVERYTHING.
Laugh.
Cry.
Break.
