Have you ever gone fishing? If you haven't, well, that's okay I won't judge just as long as you give it a try
A smile forms as the treble lands
Slight jerk and the water erupts
Which world is the illusion?
Here in the pleasant dark, a flood of emotions rush to the front with a woeful longing to being felt.
There is no face or sound to go with this predator after its prey, only the oppressing feeling of dire and the need to be free from its touch-less grip.