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SCREAMIN Member
since 2003-04-28
Posts 51US, Tx |
A soft whisper of wind blew the stray strands of hair from my face. I slowly opened my eyes to face an open field of snow. My skin was burning hot to the touch, but I felt cold and empty inside. A painful wail rang out. It sounded strained, as if in anguish, or torment, it was the sound of death. I jerked my head around, searching for the source, as my feet began to move. I started running. I ran from the noise, the pain, the death. The wind became sharp as knives, piercing my skin as I sprinted through the knee deep snow. The cry overwhelmed me, and a wave of terror captured me, when I realized the one screaming was I. I stopped and fell to my knees. In the snow I sank. It consumed me, and swallowed me up. I heard the agonizing, disturbing wail once more, and the gray sky turned red. My eyes closed for a final time, and everything was silent... still... Such tears in a time of need, is not a reasonable term of sanity. It is but a reasonable term of human imperection. Normal is what you make it. |
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Lexia Member
since 2003-07-20
Posts 111Nowhere |
Ooh, very good and freaky. Just what I like. At it's current length, it's great, but you could add some more to it if you wanted. Either way, it's great. Lexi You may only be one person to the world, but you may also be the world to one person. |
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