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This Life of CrimeFalling in love is like nothing you will ever experience
It grabs you and throws you from place to place
And it wont let you go till you are barely clinging to your sanity
It will flood your brain with thoughts you will never understand
Questions will stream through your mind
And will remain unanswered; replaced by new inquiries
Your body will no longer work as you want it to
Your head will fuzz over when you see her
Your eyes will lock onto hers and you will not look away
It will require every ounce of strength you have in your body not to reach out
And take her hand when she stands at your side
You will find yourself smiling
When you have no reason to smile
You will find your thoughts ending with her;
Your thoughts living with her
Your world will revolve around her
It is when her world revolves around you too;
That you see the moment of everything
You know you will survive now.
You have found your accomplice in this life of crime
Search Her OutHappiness is as elusive as darkness.
It can fill any space, but flow through your fingers.
Without you knowing,
It will come up from behind and wrap you in its embrace.
It will drown you in its emotions
It will smother you in its hope
It will take you for all you have and leave you feeling empty.
It will show you what you can have,
Before it rips itself from your heart
With raw flesh torn loose,
You will search it out,
You will kill yourself to experience it.
But in the end, you will find it.
Because she holds it in her heart.
Hycrophia - 3The silence of the house rings in my ears as I sit at the kitchen table, forehead pressed against the cold, hard wood; a mug of coffee set firmly in my hand.
Everything I have just seen is ripping through my mind. It was infected, there was no doubt about that.
But after I shot it, the eyes, they looked so; alive.
No! I can’t let myself think that. My chair slides backwards as I stand.
It was infected, it was a danger. I had to kill it.
But was it beyond help?
My legs give-way and I hit the floor hard. It feels like my head is caught in a vice; my vision begins to blur as reality begins to crumble around me. The last thing I remember is the soft lick of a concerned Salem.
I miss those mornings where you would wake up to the sound of a frying pan filled with sausages and bacon; sizzling. The smell flowing under your door and flooding your nostrils, just as the sun starts to pierce your eyes through the curtains.
The sound of your family downstairs, already awake and w
Hycrophia - Chapter 2I leap backwards inside the door, grabbing Salems collar and dragging him in with me. I slam the door shut and it looks just in time for the infected to pound desperately against it. It stops, obviously finding a way in. I have to act fast. I run flat out into the kitchen, slipping on the marble floor and slamming myself against the worktop. I reach up, my hand searching frantically for my shot gun.Feeling the cold metal barrel against my fingers, I grab it and stand up in one fluid movement, throw myself out the back door, slamming it behind me and cock my gun.
I'm met outside with utter silence. Nothing but the sound of my footsteps on the hard concrete. I pause, listening for any sounds. That's when I hear it; from the other side of the house, the cracked and broken voice of an infected. It calls out "Red", but this time in a questioning tone, like it's calling out for a lost pet. With the shotgun ready to fire, I make my way to the voice.
I peer around the corner, and see it peerin
Little Miss It“Do you enjoy her company?”
That, Avadaci concluded, had been the extent of his grandfather’s kindness. Thank the stars he had broken his neck after a failed attempt to ascend the castle staircase. Not that many were privy to this information. The official listing on the cause of death involved something along the lines of falling in battle after slaying at least a dozen demons, although this was treated with quite a bit of skepticism by the general populace. Yet, interestingly enough, a decent portion of the locals believed a tale about the cannibals of Unkhtom devouring him whole.
Not that Avadaci really cared how his grandfather had died. He was just glad he was dead. And if he was glad his grandfather had died, Avadaci wondered, why did he have to attend his funeral? In fact, the whole kingdom was glad his grandfather had died. Why did they have to attend the funeral?
“Oh Avad,” proclaimed his mother, “obv
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