Blur by Mood481

Time is different here. My body lags, moving reluctantly through space, leaving trails of solid flesh that linger many seconds after I’ve gone. I can still feel the alien rain hitting my time-stretched skin for seconds after my mind has moved on. The faster I move, the more time-space I inhabit, so I must move slowly and deliberately, despite my panic. My consciousness tugs desperately at the lingering echoes of myself for fear that the shadows will soon catch up and devour me.

Experimental electronic music produced primarily on iOS devices by Qid Love.