My World, My Images
Wednesday, 15 May 2013
There was only one possibility, before their hopes began to fade, as the day dissolved into the twilight.
They heard no sounds, felt no touch and saw no shadows and yet they knew that they were not alone in the dim evening light.
The pinpoint of light, bright in the black nothingness, was where their only chance of redemption lay.
Though why now, why here and why them.
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