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Last by: sagewords on 15 Jul 2016 • Contributions: 3 of 500
It must be why he's so awake. So alive. I felt a little of that, beside him last night, in the darkness of the seedy meteor motel, his soft brown hair and warm pale skin under my rough chin. His lips on mine, me trying to suck in how he felt so deeply, and trying to ignore the small wave of guilt I managed to muster up for Medea, the girl waiting for both of us back home.
"Thank you," he murmurs, sobering somewhat. "Even though we failed."
In and Out and Up and Lost and Found
Last by: apollo on 08 Jul 2016 • Contributions: 2 of 500
Tock-Tock The Broken Clock.
Last by: norocman on 20 Jun 2016 • Contributions: 2 of 150
“No”, Chloe thought to herself. “I don´t believe in fate”. The bus monitor showed her that her bus was canceled. “But I do believe in really bad days”, and a motorcycle suddenly swept past the sidewalk where she was standing. It actually was so close it´s side-view mirror crashed into her left arm, exactly where Chloe had her newly bought wrist-watch. Suddenly time stopped!
Last by: norocman on 17 Jun 2016 • Contributions: 9 of 100
The anger in me had been let loose that day, I could not let it be unleashed ever again. It was my fault. A decent judge and maybe an expensive lawyer would convince people of the opposite but I would know the truth and that was enough.
“They can´t catch me” I whispered defiantly as the car finished it´s turn and then accelerated down the cold windy street. Once again I was standing in darkness, my head and thoughts were always black these days so I felt good to finally be surrounded by what my mind consisted of. Cold, dark snow and beneath it, the hard soil and the promise of a final restplace. Tired, so very tired.