I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading Russian roulette… (Late August 13th FFF)
Smiled one last smile, Bowed to the crowd, Grined as the rope tickled her delicate neck The hardest wasn’t To take te leap, Surprisingly, it was to take a look back on the failure she left behind, before she jumped. Sealing deception for good.
I am raw… True and rough under the fingers. I crawl in the dark, peeking in the cracks of your broken heart, lurking at all the good there is, for the taking, knowing I would hurt you with my untamed claws… I want to reach out, give in, throw myself your way and be…… Continue reading Give me…
My path is not uncertain, though you might think so if you chose the paths that I did I told my feet where they needed to go, and try as they would to avoid the pitfalls and contours of my uncertainty, they heeded my wishes and continued on my quest. The blackness of the…… Continue reading Wandering afoot…
Previously; https://cyranny.wordpress.com/2016/08/13/russian-roulette/ She skipped a breath as the hammer hit. He had taken a step forward as her finger had pulled the trigger for the first time, but seeing that the bullet was still in the gun, he had backed up, now standing exactly where he previously was. If she had been in the mood…… Continue reading Russian roulette… (2)
She held the gun to her temple, defying him. What are you trying to prove? Her finger on the trigger, she kept silent. She had made herself clear already, and there was no discussion possible. Staring coldly, she was waiting for him to react before she pulled a first time, possibly sealing her destiny.…… Continue reading Russian roulette…
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