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Red gushes forth as the curved blade smoothly slices through flesh. The fierce roars echo in his mind as he falls to his knees. Water squeezes out of his eyes and streaks down his face as he looks up at the clear blue in silent supplication. Why? Why has fate, destiny, or even mere chance chosen him to enter the next realm now? Life, even as Death softly calls, beckons. Vision narrows…Eyes close. Joins the Silver Hall.

November 13, 2013 at 10:27 PM Flag Quote & Reply

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I remember this from creative writing, unless I am mistaken! Those were the days haha


I will adapt.

November 14, 2013 at 5:28 PM Flag Quote & Reply

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