Tuesday, September 17, 2013

night or day? 100 WC


The lonely night was gradual forcing the moon across the silent sky. My thighs ached as bright red blood dripped onto my dirty feet. I stare up at the ruthless sky …and then I saw a bright light…

 I stumble to my scratched knees as my eyes roll in pain. I knew what it was: a phosphorescent vehicle. Brighter than day. As the night moved on I was stuck staring. The delicate light brightened the night to feel like day. It was out of this world; literally.

I grabbed my camera from out of my ripped pocket. ‘SNAP’ Suddenly the vehicle moved off into the lonely night.

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