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The wind rushed through my hair. I could feel my heart, and it felt like it was racing to get out. My head was dizzy and I was about to lose all hope.
"Here i am again, head full of hectic, once again so easily i forget this, my face has eroded from the tears over all these years , feel my presence in my entrance, hallow to all surroundings, and...
I entered the cage meant for an animal, Carved my sentence with a nail on the wall, Lived by a sea, played roulette, Dined with Devil-knows-who in a tux.
A tribal king had a close friend with whom he grew up.
I open my eyes, the darkness surrender me, am laying down, trap in some confine space, I can hardly move my limbs, I can hardly breath, I start searching for away out, I start to sweat and breathe...
14 I waken this morning, toes and fingers numb, emptiness in my stomach and congestion in my chest. My neck is tight and back sore.
Is dark and the stars are cover by a dark mantle hiding their light, the mighty and royal sea is at war with the man's vessel, with every wave the ship rocks violently, with every thunder and...
"They were right about you" she said , while smashing the glass vase that was on the table !!. " you are cold !!.
12 Supermarket shelves were stripped bare within the first 48 hours. You either had enough food stocked up already or you didn't. Most that dashed to local markets did so in vane.
11 Several attempts were rumored to have been made in those first two years.
9 A select few in the world were prepared.
6 As a rule I avoid open roads during daylight hours, unless terrain forces my hand.
5 I have named them demons, for lack of a better word.
4 An experienced person will recognize their movements. The slight twitching of a jaw. They may catch a look at their fingernails, most of which are stained, thick and ground pointed.
2. I travel throughout the earliest hours of the day, starting, if I can manage, before the sun rises. I stop at the suns high point, assuming I am lucky enough to have a partially clear sky.
I been walking on this Dark lonely road For so long, trying to find my way back to a place I once called home but am lost so I keep on fighting against the sun.