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   Smoke enveloped her. Surrounded her like a big tight embrace. She felt at ease,comfortable,at peace. She was surrounded by it and was ready to submit. She outstretched her hands to the sides,kicked back and fell into the pit. Her feet left the ground,she was weightless,falling,floating. For once she was free,for once in her life she felt truly weightless. Shame this is what it has taken, but this is what she wanted. She was ready,she thought,it is though and she would be the one to do it. In an instant she has disappeared into the dark. To her,it lasted minutes. To those watching,she was gone just like that. She was a brave soul in their eyes but to her, she was the only one, able and capable of doing it. Cowards they were,all of them. Just like that she was gone.The pit has swallowed the sacrifice. Another year passed. The spirit was satiated once more,or so they thought.    As the villagers turned their back to the pit and started walking away,fire and brimst...

His hand was outstretched grasping,clawing and pulling towards the sun. Piece by piece it was disappearing. Slowly, flakes of skin were taken away by the wind,to be one,with the earth it came from.His wedding band was shinning like a star under the sun´s light. It felt so bright and blinding and it would be the last thing he would see. This is what made him the happiest,this is what caused his demise, and it would be the last thing he would see.Poetic. Sky was getting filled with smoke,dark thick smog,everything was turning black around him,the death was near now. Creeping and clawing at him,slowly getting closer.He could taste that shining ring in his throat,cold,acidic metal, leaving a sour taste before his death. The ring was on his hand but everything at that point felt tied to it,because of it. Soon there will be nothing left of him,no trace,nothing but ash and he will be one with the smokey skies and the dark earth.Man was leaving this land but his treasures will stay,his go...

   He plunged the blade deep in his heart.He twisted the cold dark steel. Blood was pouring everywhere like a warm sticky tar. He was covered in it. An animal,a beast. He slayed the enemy but it was just the beginning for the growing monster inside him. He was boiling,furious. The menacing force inside him was growing by the second and it demanded the sacrifice,blood. The blood of the enemies,kill them all,slay them and show them what it is like to pick a fight with the desperate man. He pulled the blade out of the still warm corpse and dragged it behind him,leaving nothing but destruction,death and the pile of cold bodies.    On the way home,with his weapon dragging across the ashy cold dry earth,the earth which has seen so much fighting and death,he kept thinking about the man’s face. That twisted contorted grimace of a hopeless desperate man crying for help and clinging to life only to have it taken away by a shadow blocking out the sun. They deserv...

   Every night would be the same,and it was getting worse. At first,I would get ready for bed as usual,get comfortable and close my eyes. Before too long I was fast asleep and dreaming away. Then it started.I don’t remember when exactly but I do remember the first night. I dreamt of being in the park,sitting on the bench,autumn. I am reading the newspaper,sipping on the coffee. Dogs,children around. So nice,so peaceful and then it began. Out of nowhere,this big dark mass started to destroy everything. It appeared as a dark dot in the distance and as it was getting closer to me,it was getting bigger and bigger. It was swallowing everything in it’s way,leaving nothing behind. It was growing and getting closer. It was not like the dogs and the children were flying in it’s mouth. The dream was just being ripped apart,just ripped into nothing.Gone. this thing was getting closer to me and once it was real close,massive darkness,loud howl..I woke up,screaming,in sweat. It was a ...

   This was the moment. This was it. The moment when it all stopped. The moment when it all ended. This..is the moment..when I died. Yes,I remember it vividly. I remember it lasted a couple of seconds,I would say, but it felt like…an eternity. Like a film I was watching and the story was slowly unfolding in front of me. Now here I am,staring at the scene. The scene in this movie of mine. The scene which makes the movie. Where it all ends. Where it all goes upside down and changes everything.    Here is the truck.Right in front of us. God,the noise it made!It was like a train. Only this train was on the road and heading straight at us. I don’t remember much about it. I mean,I did just have, like a second, before I realised what is coming. I do remember the headlights,the big blinding headlights,almost like the sun. Almost,like an oncoming train where you see nothing but the lights and you know it is over for you. The noise this thing made. It did feel f...

Day 6 Alexander slowly opened his eyes, as he woke up to the sound of chewing. It sounded like an animal. A hungry animal, devouring something. He saw Cyrus,sitting on his bed,stuffing his face with the last of their supplies. Alex was in shock. He felt betrayed,angry,depressed and hopeless. How could he?What now?What’s left?Is this the end?The thoughts kept rushing through his mind.He leaped of his bed and ran at Cyrus.His friend heard and noticed what is happening,stopped chewing and slowly moved his arm from behind his back to reveal a revolver,cold hard steel,ready to wound,hurt and kill. Alexander stopped right where he was. Where did he get this gun?Is he going to do this?What now?Cyrus noticed that Alex stopped moving and kept eating what was left of their food with the gun pointed at his friend. Alex tried to reason with him,saying that they both need supplies,that they will last,it will be ok. All that matters is that they both get at least something and they ...