Shadows of no Consequence
As I moved through the night like an empty shell, pressing forward with a dangerous but familiar nearsightedness, I suddenly heard voices far above my head. The aches and moans of Titans tethered to the Earth by chains driven deep into the unforgiving concrete echoed in my ears.
I almost cried as I looked up at them and understood that the only voice they would ever have would the one carried through the dark into nothingness. Forever they will suffer through an existence that won’t allow them to live but will never let them die.
We shuttered together, these Titans and I for the moments that disappear without mention and the time wasted in sorrow. Me – an empty shell. Them – shadows of no consequence.