Today is my stop on the blog tour for opaque by Calix Leigh Reign, I’m coming at you with an excerpt, thank you to the ladies at Love Books Tours for organising it and inviting me to take part and thank you to Cayelle for my copy.
Excerpt: Any semblance of individuality in this society is cause for immediate crucifixion and exile, as far as he’s concerned. Not that he’d oppose either, but he prefers to contribute to the cure of the spreading disease of monotony prior to his departure.
Adam has grown to begrudge a society that molds human emotions to be absent of compassion for their fellow man, to judge without mercy, to worship currency, and to empty one’s mind of rational thought while simultaneously demanding acts in opposition to those teachings. He rebels only to relent. The vicious cycle frustrates his thoughts from optimism into pessimism.
While caged in darkness, he becomes emotionless and murderous in thought. Both are unwelcome and undesirable, but they’re consistent and relentless. It consumes his days and thoughts as of late.
The love the world promises is plentiful now seems a distant memory.
He mostly feels lost and swallowed up inside of a watery black hole that has no surface to desperately swim toward. So, he drowns repeatedly.
“Adam, come eat your breakfast before it gets cold!” his mother, JoAnn, bullhorns as she tends to do each morning.
She’s ignoring his scowl and that only aggravates him. The opacity of his mind can grow inescapably dark with minor provocation, but when she ducks her head into the family room and winks her eye at him, he reluctantly smiles, unable to resist her charm.
The simplicity of a smile beckons the balance of gloom. His soul once again attempts a daring escape, but reality swiftly retrieves its property, and his thoughts sink back down into the abyss, robbing him of the smile he tried to own.
His father, Mark, walks down the hallway and notices his son sitting frozen like a statue on the living room sofa gripping the iPod he’d gifted him for his 16th birthday last week. Mark shoots Adam a stern gaze to reinforce his wife’s command.
“F you, Mark,” Adam whispers under his breath. “I’m coming, Mom.”
He recalled falling asleep last night, listening to their pathetic groans, and reverts to an anger he’s marginally powerless against. He manages to suppress only a portion, since he hasn’t the energy to battle over territory, requiring every ounce of patience he can muster to mold himself into an identifiable human being.
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