W for When I stepped over the threshold: #atozchallenge fiction

 When I stepped over the threshold, I did not know I would never see the sun again, but that is how it turned out.

I walked slow, not breathing too often nor too loud, trying to feel each step before I took it, waiting for an echo of my footsteps. But none came.

I smelled the air, raising my face, but could pick up no familiar scent. In the pitch dark, I could see nothing, and when I turned, I realized I did not know which way I had come.

Tired, I sat down, then lay myself, though I could not tell whether it was on a blanket or grass or concrete I lay. I felt nothing, not even the beating of my heart.

Welcome, thrummed from nowhere and everywhere at once, a voice, yet not a voice.

Here I have been ever since, waiting for the clouds to part for the sun, and the thrumming sings through me, as it was in the beginning is now and ever shall be, world without end.

I know not if days, weeks, months or years have passed. I stay here, no sense, no feeling, only existence, and the singing of the voice that is not a voice. The sun has not emerged, the clouds have not parted, and I know now that it does not matter.

 I am, and the world is without beginning, without end. That is all.
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