Embraced by Blue - Kazemakase Literature Club

The blue ink spills over.

Slowly, as if it were walking on its own across the paper.

I reached out my hand as if to stop the ink.

The hand placed upon the paper begins to stain blue, as if the color is soaking into my skin.

I feel no cold, only the sensation of being captured by the viscous liquid.

As I slide my hand away to escape, the world of blue covers the world of white.

The navy blue is as deep as the night, eventually turning into a jewel-like lapis lazuli.

It goes beyond ultramarine, unraveling into a dayflower-blue sky.

The spilled ink spread a gradient of blue across the entire page.

I stare at my hand, stained blue.

When I touch my cheek, the dayflower blue reflects onto my face as well.

I place both hands on the blue shining upon the paper.

I embrace myself.

On such damp, rainy days, I want to be embraced by a world of blue.

I close my eyes.

Into the navy night and the deep sea.

The blue quietly embraced me.

Thank you for reading. This work is a participation in the Kazemakase Literature Club project.