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Time ManHere I am. I watch the calendar as time passes.
I'm at my kitchen, I sit at the kitchen table and watch the clock tock by the numbers. They all seem so empty... The frigging colorful number doesn't give me any happiness at all anymore and I'm cursing myself for not throwing it out of the window.
I get up. But that seems to take an eternity. I noticed the clock took about 5 complete turns just while I was walking to it, and I wasn't even 3 steps away...
I strech my arm and it makes me close my eyes as strongly as I can. I can still feel the pain. Even though the scar is completely closed, even though it already stopped bleeding, I can still feel the pain. I can still remember the feeling of my full body above it... I can still see my car turned at the street.
I can still see her completely white by my side. I can see her dead.
I touch the wall. It is so cold it burns my fingers, and in one minute, I'm back to my chair.
I look the watch again. It is moving backwards.
I try to scream, but
Strange World chapter 1Chapter 1
Tap. Tap. Tap.
The sound of footsteps echoed off of the old road. Darkness blanketed the city. It was an old abandoned city. After all the wars, hardly anyone still lived, survived this dead world. Except...
Tap. Tap. Tap.
My strange cat-like ears picked up the sound. I pulled my knees to my face, trying to make myself smaller. You never know what is out there. It could be a person or... *shudders* a monster...
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Glowing eyes search the darkness where I hide. A boy stands in front of me, one horn on the side of his head, and those... glowing eyes...
"I can see you hiding there...," The boy sniffed, then held out a pale, skinny arm, a hand, for me? I cocked my head to one side.
The boy smirked a bit at my response, "Ha, ha. No, I don't bite. I promise." He walked a step closer, wiggling the outstretched hand to me.
I took a deep breath, closing my eyes, then opening them and taking that hand...
The boy pulled me up onto my skinny, skinny legs. I wobbl
Clinging to a dream,
To abandon is a nightmare,
To hold on is a fools quest.
Clinging to a hope,
That all will be well,
That a way will be found.
To my love.
Upon the Border.Upon the border of sanity,
My toes across the line,
Voices cry warning,
There is no return,
With abandon I jump,
Landing in your arms,
Loving you insane,
What a glorious state of mind!
Hello, I'm Alice from Bulgaria.|
I had a dream of becoming a professional photographer not long ago. As I'm in a very important years of my life, I'm centering myself around things like University. That doesn't mean I'm abandoning this particular dream, but it will be on stand by for now. I'll upload the few things I get to take photo of, with my good-for-nothing camera.
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