Thursday, January 25, 2007
unknown
As the thin shields rise into the blinding light, the dizzy, weak yet unpainful and unwanted clouds twist around capturing everything in their path. The light sears into an invisible target-uncontrolable, unstoppable. Every muscle, tendon, vein writhes with such force that the limbs seperate from the whole. It is unfathomable, unpredictable and furthermore it is unnoticable. A slight furrow of the brow on the outside, a storm so great it can destroy all things good on the inside. without warning, without purpose, but not without effect.
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