PHQ-Nickname:
Syndel
Halfquake:
Mania
Level:
74
Total kills:
19,884,443
Birthday:
00th 0000
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| Mood: | philosophic |
| Type: | Story |
| Added: | March 20th 2004, 10:05:15 |
| Visits: | 1562 |
| Rating: | Not rated yet. |
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the strange song echos through the broken windmills with there jagged edges... somewhere in the distance a stringed instrument is played but it seems like the song is being etched on the inside of my skull. as i look around there are strange creatures on the plains. they look around but dont see me. there is a strange whistleing sound coming from the oddly shaped windmills. the landscape turns to black and white slowly loseing all colour except the jagged green of the grass. the creatures are coming towards me now, they sense m presence. there is an old school up on the hill, the school looks oddly empty from here. almost... dead. the beasts are all around me now. and now it is my time to die. just like the hundreds of victims to fall to this place. the bodys litter the ground but fit in so well you cant really tell. the beasts are closeing in now and time is short. i look up to the artificial sun and wonder if it could have been more realistic then it appears to me.
"i made the world a better place, by taking the people out of it." -me |
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