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Saturday, October 24, 2009

fiction: abyss..

Doll (Picture)


moving forward mindlessly, leaving half its agility behind, the surroundings turned monotonous, pausing in their loop-like pace. buildings held no shadow, alleys revolved into masses of blackness; the pavements illuminated in contrast, revealing the most welcoming lane takeable in the strangely hollow space. it leaped backward rebelliously, fending off the temptation. n that was when the horrid yowl ripped through the silence.


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