Goodbye to the Golden God

Never so explicit where dreams like this.

Hissing and writhing, blood flowing so fast that it spiraled like a cyclone, Devils, devils everywhere, hidden behind pink skin and rosy cheeks and Crimson hair.

A man of flesh, asking, no, begging for forgiveness as a Viper wrapped around his neck under a portrait of a dragon with Golden hair, and as the You screamed in the darkness, standing in a pool of sanguine... The light grew further and further away.

Your eyes opened, it was uncomfortable to blink as You looked up at what You quickly realized was Your Dorm's ceiling, your eyes were so dry like all the moisture in them had all but gone, the eyelids nothing but thin pieces of useless membrane, fluttering without purpose, and even though You were under the covers of Your bed, usually warm and comforting, You were cold as Ice, god why is it so cold?

"Your awake?" It was Jane, walking to You with worry painted on her face, carrying a hot water bottle and cooing over You like a sickening child, "A bunch of people found You outside the Cafe, You were half-conscious, blabbering like a crazy person..." was this real, was any of this real?

"Devils, Crimson, Vipers, Gold, Dragon...Blood." You mumbled the words to her, they were still clear as day in You head, She seemed to only worry even further as she heard You mutter "Charlie what the hell is going on?" She was so beautiful, so warm and clean, it was distracting "I-I am not well, remember, I just need to..." everything was so heavy and cold, You needed to close Your eyes, close them and leave this shitty place behind, but You weren't gonna tell her that.

Your eyes wandered to the window, You could see it, the sunset, an orange orb descending through the Amethyst clouds "You need to see a doctor Charlie, You look like Hell."

Devils, Crimson... Vipers... Gold... Dragon... "I need, to see my dad." You said, lifting Yourself up on cold, weak arms "Charlie..."

"I need to go home Jane, help me get downstairs, Boris should still be waiting for us." You persisted, "it's been hours since he told You to meet him, what if he's left a-and You look like You can barely walk let alone drive anywhere?" She had a point, a gust of wind could tip You over at this point "My keys are on the counter," Jane didn't seem at all sure about it, she was sure as hell a little scared, but You had to go, You didn't know why, but You had to go "I'm going to be just fine, I need You to do this for me okay?" Her hesitation was massive, but she eventually nodded silently, helping You to Your feet and grabbing Your keys from the kitchen counter to meet what would soon be Your destined fate.

The Drive through the city was fairly swift, no traffic stopped Your mostly mediocre Peugeot 208 with an unsettled Jane behind the wheel "This is stupid, You should be going to the hospital." Her lip was quivering as You stared at her, She was so cute even when afraid and confused, but not even Her beauty could hold You from looking at it.

The setting sun, just passing over the top of the buildings, slowly but surely descending away and out of Your vision, a great Golden god taking its rest. You knew somehow that this was madness, all of it, just a crazy mess, but still, just in case, You muttered a farewell to the Golden God as her grossly incandescent from finally fell too far for You to see.