a study in something beyond yourself

Eine Fanfiction aus dem Proseminar

Abstract

An empty house. Dark, the windows broken and blocked by torn-out floorboards. A house held together by itself. Is it working? Does it matter? The house isn't real, anyways. Well, not truly. The house is you but you are yourself and yourself lies within the charred, spindle-bone remains of a place you witnessed go up in flames, long before you took the matchstick in hand. Years before. An entire lifetime ago; a whole life ago.