jaris1425

Imagine two individuals from different parts of the world now sworn enemies fighting for the Master they serve both soldiers are taken to a fence at a border seperating two countries neither man really knows what is at stake but in their hearts they know we must defend for freedom so we have two youngmen armed to the teeth prepared to stand up against anything neither eager to pull the trigger or kill another man but their orders are to stick firmly to the plan face your enemy and look him dead in the eye give no quarter and be more than willing to die because if your adversary makes one false move you are to make his country suf

Perpetrated monsters would roam the sullen streets, aiming high but falling low. If only life was better than this, they thought if the sun could peek out from behind the clouds, just once...just once, to say hello life would be better. The monsters sat in cafes, reading books and chatting about the weather how plain! Plain mustn't be depressing, their mothers always told them but it's hard to be happy today...it's just like all the others it's routine, like the bike ride to school, or the same sun that rises every dawn. Struggling to make life different, they'd pluck out their purple eyeballs and feed them to the dogs... Yes,

Blurry fog blocks the sun, a pang of vision - lost the fires swindle down to a weak spark, the grass collapses in defeat, no longer facing Wind's fury the waves calm, everything is still a blast of light, and then blank - forever.