A breif moment of peace makes people relax, possibly more
than they should.
It's kind of like a drug. People can't live under constant
stress.
But a drug's effects are only temporary.
Tension bulids beneath the surfe.
A distortion forms in the last place people would expect,
resulting in suffering.
The inhuman shadows have not disappeared from the
night, nor from the darkness.
They hide, and sharpen their claws, watching for their
opportunity.
We must never forget this.
 Lord of the Heartless · Sat Dec 01, 2007 @ 02:28pm · 0 Comments |
