lostinrainbows: November 2010

Grand Mal


It's not déjà vu. It really can't be. You have experienced this once before. Just take a second to think about it. Try to remember the first time you felt like that. A sense of lightheadedness, nausea, and a handful of unusual and inappropriate emotions. This is called Aura. It's when an isolated area of your mind gets hit. It's just a matter of time until it spreads to your whole brain. The cause is more than obvious to you. The symptoms are unbearable though. It might last a few seconds or hours. Your odd, repetitive movements are pointless.
A few minutes later, you lose consciousness and your skeletal muscles tense. You're at the Tonic phase. Your fall cannot be avoided. And you've got only one place to fall. The soil is your home now. Seconds become years and the tick of the clock on the wall hurts your hearing. Even if you're still unconscious.
Then you start twitching, and every single inch of your body is shaking violently. That's the Clonic phase.
You realize that we're not after the same rainbow's end anymore. And that breaks your aching heart. And mine breaks into a million of pieces, right in front of you.
It's time to sleep.