Mine Chapter 3, Part three
She was out of tears, out of sound, rocking back and forth.
The world washed to black, to white, to everything. The sound of a thousand silences crashed into a million tornadoes. She heard nothing, heard everything, saw nothing, saw everything.
She knew it was her brother holding her. She knew father was nearby, looking down at the broken body. She knew every murmur, whisper, breath of everyone near. This was her entire world, her whole existence, every blink, every creak, every noise recognized.
Onieda knew it was hers no longer. Her brothers arms around her gave no comfort, no closeness.
Different.
Outsider.
Freak.
The eyes of her father, that had held nothing but warmth, were now cold, never again to heat. His stiff posture, rigid, arm held toward Humphrey immobile.
She knew then, she must leave. There was nothing but pain left here, in the land that had nestled her in comfort, love and safety.