Itena Literature, I just felt like writing something, I'm not sure whether it'll Options

[Itena]

Her footsteps were heard as slight taps onto the pavement. They were slow, methodical steps; you heard a rhythmic beat from the taps... They never speeded up, nor did they relent. Just the same tapping, a monotonous melody. They were beats to the silent music; the white noise of the city. They were unnoticeable, yet they were indeed a part of the artificial orchestra. Tap, tap, tap.

Were they to continue tapping forever more? Surely the girl would stop at some point. But then, the tapping would return once her feet started to move again. And then there were the sound of other people's footsteps; would that count as those taps?

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This is what you get when there's a bored girl on the computer at 11:00 in the night; I should be getting to bed, but I just wanted to write something, even if that something is incredibly short and random. Who knows, maybe I'll continue with this tomorrow...

[Itena]

Spirit and Garden

Suddenly, it was as if she had lived for a thousand years. Her body felt heavy and unnatural and the woman wanted badly to escape from that cage and break free.

Then, a vision occurred. In that vision, she stripped away from her skin, her body. She was immediately in euphoria from all the weight having disappeared. She suddenly was more aware of herself than ever before; she was now only herself, after all.

Thus, before her, all secrets and all knowledge and all wisdom, all of existence was in front of her. And because she did not have the limitations of the brain, she automatically learned it all.

Opening her eyes, the vision completed, her lips quietly and quiveringly spoke a simple word, "Light."