Grimness of the sound was just not giving in to the hot and gruesome night outside. Continuous screeches reassured that there were no one else but those little wanderers keeping everyone else company. Certainly a time when no like minded homo sapien step in. It was a definite cry for improvement, but no one would dare to walk up any alternative. As they know that’ll lead them no where but madness. Madness. Regaining conciousness for the nth time would open the doors for another exhilarating adventure. Adventures that sometimes frown upon on certain banalities.
Letting another big pale blue pattern to swing at its free will might not have been in the initial plan. Being grateful to the one who restrain is on the edge of its mind, certain not to be uttered; too afraid of seeing it shot down as a fallacy.
Posted in life · August 25th, 2008 · Comments (0)
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