Questioning my Existence

[kuroi]

Painless

.x. My reflection
Gruesome
Disgusting
Was I really this monster
I see now
Before me? .x.

A lone figure stood at the end of the lake. The lake remained black, as dawn was yet to come. Multi-colored eyes bored across the lake, as still as a statue. The male didn't seem at all affected by the ripples and small waves caused by the moon. He just stood there, his paws burnt on the ground.

Blood spilled from his jaws, muttering something about the light. He looked down as soon as the faint sound of water hit the ground, a tingling sensation beneath his feet. Glancing down, his brief look becoming a long stare. 'Was I really like this? This... this freak?'

His eyes drooped down, nearly closing. 'Painless... it hurts...' Raising his head, he heard the trees dancing and the wind blowing against his fur. No, his surroundings were clear. He lay down, looking at the bright moon, unable to keep his eyes still on it.

It was full, unlike him: he was nowhere near complete. He couldn't tell who he was anymore. He was feeling hungry again, but blood tasted bitter and couldn't want it. Meat contained it, he could either starve to death or grin and bear it. He laughed to himself, and finally the air stilled.

Looking around, he still saw that nothing was unusual. In a few moments, he would've probably decided to leave. He, Spol ne que, would've. But not that night, he just stood there, staring at his reflection. Noticing his reckless stance, he straightened and switched his gaze towards the moon.

Spol howled:

.x. This night
Where I stand
My blood
My flesh
Stay here and remain
While I feel the pain
Of being one
Who isn't alive... .x.

He lay down, as if awaiting a response frorm the inanimate object before him. "It is only you and I, moon, for now. Soon, it'll only be you."