as she gasped for air.
As his grip tightened.
Little did I know
of the implications of my silence.
Once a target has been hit,
aim is directed to another.
And that one day, it could be me. Gasping.
The world is certainly a far more mystical place than what the eyes perceive. But that mysticism isn't for us. For we have been warn...
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