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THE BARREL OF DARKNESS

The sun is not rising. My desolation is born. The moon does not shine through the darkness. A pair of green eyes shine in my darkness and burn my heart to ashes. I didn't know love was so painful before I met you. Tell me, will the sun rise for both of us one day? Will the sun rise in both of us one day? Tell me, who am I? Am I the victim? Or am I the murderer? The sun is not rising, Soldier. And I'm afraid of the dark. But I promise you that one day I will pierce this darkness with the burning bodies of those who destroyed me. The sun will not rise, doomsday will come. I will still look for you everywhere. Because there is only one truth in my heart. Even if I can never see the sun, I will never give up on you.

burmeser · Fantaisie
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The Victims Of Great Suffering

I looked at the Shadow Persons in amazement as I floated through the air. As I touched and liberated each one, I heard her voice in my mind: Desiree.

You will try to see me as I get lost in reality, you will die while trying to see me and reach your grave.

I lost the concept of days and hours. Everything passed before my eyes, then disappeared. I wanted to explode the eye-burning light of the lamp hanging from the ceiling. I wanted to hide in an abyss. I didn't want to live this life led by someone. I was feeling weak and hungry. As I breathe deeply, I looked at the iron door that opened slowly and made my face at the face I saw. Dylan.

Taking small steps, he came to me and grabbed my chin, and lifted it. I freed my chin from his hand and started struggling in the chair I was tied to.