Have you ever seen what insanity actually looks like?

I have.

It starts as a thin white line on the horizon,

not a physical thing you can see but it exists.

As you step towards it, it quivers and shakes like a recording of a voice or a singer.

Closer to the horizon the air around the line distorts and land changes colour;

before it was white underfoot, now turf stretching to a chasm.

The closer to going crazy; the closer to the abyss until you’re stood right on the edge,

ready to fall forever.

Then,

you have to

decide.

 

 

From the Compendium of One Hundred Word Stories

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