Sunday, December 26, 2010

My idea of the day

Running..."Why are you following me!?" she cried panting from the fast paced trek. A male whisper surrounded her like warm steam,"you will die before I do.it's your fault......YOURS!!" the girl collasped. "stop.....STOP!!!" a wild roar came from the black of her heart. Fire consumed her nothing could be seen besides ash and the light of the flames.

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