I shudder at my own thoughts clashing when I heard of distant shrieks that only I could hear. Strange to others even more the stranger ones who knew of such strangeness.
And everytime, the coldness threatens to engulf me. To want to make me feel and be acquainted to this useless emotion, fear.
I stare blankly at her hanging in trees, her long white hair flying entangled in white robes of ancient tapestry; was she trying to scare me?
As quickly as the cold sensations felt, an unnatural warmness permeates my entire being, enveloping me in a vacuum of ether dimensions I am not privy to speak.
I see them though they may not see me in this senseless world of propriety. Ask myself of my ability if it means anything to me.