[Romance and Cigarettes]: 486.Contest

Voices melting into my ears, confused I opened my eyes to witness a blur. A surreal blur. Colours and Images flashed through my mind. I finally caught my surroundings, and it was then my confusion turnt to despair. Gold statues at each side of me, every last detail treasured like a snowflake falling with ominious steadiness. My conscience became more intense. A sudden feeling of hurt and betrayal rushed through me. I tryed to raise myself from this place I was lying, confused. A tight grip forced upon my arms and legs, and it was then I let out a scream. Ropes tightly wrapped around me, flashing images, people, fire at each side of me flickering darkly. Gentle silk touched my skin. I look around, my eyes darting around this ..temple. People stood around me, chanting some strange song. It stopped. Everything. And it was so quiet that my ears seemed to be singing. The moonlight shone above me, every last reflection on the centre of my body.

The cool, damp silence that was admist in the air, was then broken by an annoymous voice which came from behind my paralysed self.
''Here, lies Tahlia'' I became more helpless, I tried to speak - even attempt to help myself. It was no use. The heat became more intense and the night came rapidly up. The ropes dug further through my skin, every last struggle was hopeless for I was now paralysed. The air became still, and my sight bleary.
''We are here today to sacrafice this body to the god for the great prince, Elitha. We give you our souls, and fresh blood. Ripped from our own immortal selfs, I give Tahlia'' My last image, my last feeling, my last cry for help was useless. I was losing consciencous, and myself.