torsdag 23 juli 2009

Mhm

The sun was slowly fading away into the horizon. The darkness is coming. The silence of the night scared him, to be surrounded by a dark and cold mist, though the night has a certain charm. The reflection of the moon silently resting on the surface of the sea. A picture almost magical and enchanting. That was the place he went to. A place where no-one judge, a place without evil, a place where he could be himself and no-one else.
It was past midnight, for once he was happy. This was everything he needed, you could only hear a weak sound of the waves hitting the moutain wall, again and again. His eyelids became heavier, he couldn't possibly sleep out here, could he? Not a human as far as the eyes could reach. Being alone was something he enjoyed. As to him he was the only sane person, the only one that matters.

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