He stood tall and the lips of the window, looking into the falling sun, rinsing the dishes absent-mindedly. My brother is a saint. I used to think. My brother holds the whole world in his hands. My brother is a gaint.
In my youth my brother was the prince, the dragon, the wizard, the shining armour and the walking cane. He was unruly and spontaneous and could do anything. He could walk over the hardest gravel, swim the widest rivers, climb any tree.
When we were younger, he seemed alot taller then.
Now I see him, with creases on his eyes as he strains to look at the sun, with a dirty dishcloth in his hands and a hunched b
The Raven, with her stunning beauty, extraordinary smarts, and talent in just about everything is always seen with her head held high, proud of herself. Beauty only runs skin deep though, as the Raven has a sharp tongue and the dark attitude to follow. Meanwhile the serpent with his agile speed, acute feelings with others emotions, and his dexterity to keep fighting, he truly is a warrior of the modern world. Alas, with these skills of the Serpent comes that of self-doubt and the constant solitary nature. Creatures like these, whether in the world of animals or humans, have never been those who could survive together. They&
In the end, I, like so many others, have succumbed to the pain and the madness. In the end, I, like so many others, will cease to be a human, and become immortalized as a statistic. In the end, I, like so many others, was unable to find a better solution.
In the end, I decided my own end.
Don't feel guilty, this is not your fault. Don't miss me, we might meet again someday. Don't cry for me. I'm going to a better place, a world of no more suffering, lonliness, rejection. A world where I can be free.
"Only this gun gives me substance this trigger my clearest, most caref
