A sudden affliction on the surface accompanied by an abrupt pang.
Unbeknownst to us all, a battle commences. Little damaged structures surrender one by one. Red spills, pooling until it cascades. Black takes over—reaching the limit.
Pain lingers, and perhaps some suffering.
The battle culminates; coalescence ending the spill. Little damaged structures mend. Then an uprising blooms—purples, greens, yellows, or browns.
They fade away.
A distant memory.
Every now and then, it happens again. A sudden affliction on the surface accompanied by an abrupt pang.
We look back on our past and shrug it off.
A bruise—nothing more.