Alienated

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89: Claws and Cold

Monday, 9 Mordad 1402، 11:30 AM

It's a distant sound but I hear it. My rage as a monster, is scratching the walls with his claws and screams in agony and hunger. There are layers of walls, gates and locks between us. yet he might get to me. Here I'm sat down in my dark room, watching my body slowly failing me in the cold. 

I wanna close my eyes.

  • 02/05/09
  • Almir ‌