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I sat downstairs with Gavin in our room. It was still raining and Gavin's parents were upstairs waiting out the storm so we could continue sailing again.
Jag har sedan många år varit fascinerad av post-apokalyptisk litteratur och film. Den första boken jag läste i den genren var Pestens Tid (The Stand) av Stephen King som sen följdes av bl.a.
Filthy holes in my shoes,. There are ladders in my tights,. Tears in skirt is old news,. As well as blood filled bites,. Glass filled hands are bleeding,. But freezing in the snow,.
Careful. Don't - breathe - Don't - even - blink. The aquamarine water shimmered slightly as I reposition a leg that is starting to cramp. I cursed the ripples it made. Come on... Come on...
Last year the Internet crashed. It is the 7th December 2015, about ten o'clock at night. I walk through the highstreet of my little town. There is the old bookies, window smashed in.
Icy cold, Take me alive. Kill me with, Your dagger of ice. Snowdrifts build up, I watch my breath crystallize. Death will be upon me When I close my eyes.
Shooting stars kissed the skyline I remember..... With your hand held in mine I remember..... Our hearts beating as one I remember.....
After the rouges agreed to work with wolves he ran east into the forest and we followed, after 30 minutes we came to a large cabin in a clearing.
When i remembered what had happened that morning, I had woken up in hospital. It must have been night time because Josh was sleeping beside me. He was untouched, just a few cuts and bruises.
You reflect me as I once was. Lost at the crossroads that you decide on. Nothing seems familiar to the left. Right looks dark with a path towards death.
Night sapphires,. Day emeralds,. In between worlds. Reaching for diamonds,. Embedded with rhinestones,. Ruins of rubies & jewels,. Crushed into glittering dust,. Tarnished crown.
You run, run blindly as you trip and stumble over sticks, branches and roots in the darkened confusion. Slip and slide over foliage from trees. But you don't care anymore, you just have to run.
Here I am. Just me alone. A wall stands there before me. It is as white as a fresh blanket of snow on a cold morning during the winter months.
My feet move between realms, a dust-ridden, moss-cloaked path. My feet move me onwards, never backwards, never looking at the past. My eyes search the light, the crisp edge of shadows that glitters.
Sometimes I cry ,"They aren't real. They are just dreams, not reality. Only dreams." Thats all I do. Dream.
As I hide from the enemy I think why do I fight. Our world is in ruins from 50 years of war, I want to give up but I will let my family and humanity down.
#household We've staked this humble home of ours, out here among the stars Where dreams do fade with waning light, and stings like salt upon old scars.
i don't wanna hear all the bull shit lies you're talking. ive got my dirty little secrets, keep them nailed up in their coffins. six feet beneath the dirt, is where those mother fuckers sleep.
#nature Raindrops fall Like glass shards. You better be smart You better play your best cards. No umbrella, It's home in it's case. No shield to protect you. Blood running down your face.
I dreamt about the end of the world, that the earth was rapidly folding up and turning to molten fire beneath me. The face of Earth was disappearing like the tugged table cloth trick not working.
#emotion The water has made me numb all over my body. My eyes have become misty with little clouds that I think may be my frozen eyelashes.
Part 65 The scene around me began to change and there was now snow soaking my shirt and torturing my raw, exposed skin with painful icy darts. I was trying to not shake but my skin was freezing.
The candle flickering in the darkness of the night, it is our only source of light. Glowing yellow for all to see, what lies ahead as they take steps with there feet.
I found it, Deep inside the cave, To get there, I had to be brave. Wounds fed on my friends, Lives found their ends. Foes tried, To tear us apart, Many were dumb, Few were smart.