15 oct 2008

The go





One day he had a feeling.
Strange feeling looking to the east...


The glass of the days passed by in despair and unfair hurt.


Their bread from the heathen gods, and that sun...that sun...

















Then came the go.





I never knew what really happened behind those eyes; into that mind.
That mind.




I wonder what he really meant for her.

















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