Bab 46: Nest of Webs

All he could do was sit there, tense and with breaths locked into his lungs as he stared at the freezer ahead, only getting a small reflection of the street from it. It was something far too large to be fought; like an ant attempting to resist a whale. The scope of it simply made it impossible to fight. 

The breathing of the sky-floating entity emitted through the street with a soft, ethereal pattern, like that of a match against a striker. As his lungs ached from holding his breath for a prolonged time, a sense of relief was bestowed to him as he watched the snow-white colossus retreat back into the sky from the freezer's reflection. 

An exhale allowed him to finally sit there and regain himself, looking up at the tan, stained ceiling of the convenience store. 

"...Hah…" He let out, getting the chance to finally breathe.