Monday, December 28

Would one know when he is dying?

He felt a force plunge into him from his temples to
his ribs. It was an enormous energy that surged through
him and rendered him unaware. Like an arm of a wrestler
the strength gripped and twisted him in his throat and
yanked the life out of him, literally.

If you would imagine, it is like a duplicate figure with less
colour and opacity having it's shape distorted from an
identified point at the throat, towards the source of power.

He thinks, he will die.

chill-

[BMWJY - 12:33 AM ]

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