2x the participation [Ikiryo]
Mar 3, 2015 10:56:28 GMT -7
Post by The Creator on Mar 3, 2015 10:56:28 GMT -7
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Wisps of gray clouds dimmed the sparkling stars overhead. Only the moon's light stood defiant in the sky, that gray giant that refused to be diminished, and its light rays forced their way through the clouds and cast a glow on the buildings below. The eery, phantom-like shadows that the buildings cast in the moonlight were nearly invisible on this night yet still discernable; ghost-like in their chilling slumber.
Half a mile east of the Little King, and further into the district of n'er-do-wells, stood myself and, off to the side, either a foul homeless man or a drunk that couldn't find his way home. I walked slowly and carefully, damning the moon's resolute stand against the darkness under my breath, carefully eyeing the dark alleyways and buildings that enshadowed them.
Why was I not asleep at such an hour in the night? You and I share more than just a perspective, friend, but nightmares too. Those that wake you in the middle of the night and cloud your mind so fiercely that you cannot rediscover the slumber it had taken from you? Aye, I am plagued by those as well. The Little King is no place for one to attempt to escape the hauntings of one's own mind and so, well, I decided for a walk around the city.
I did not find myself doing such things often but it was a dark night, one in which not many would roam the streets, and so I found comfort in knowing the city was snoozing. But not I, and not you, apparently, so since we're here together, let's look at the stars and think about what could have been.