viernes, 30 de septiembre de 2011

The dance of the dead

And then came a sound
Distant first, it grew into castrophany so immense it could be heard far away in space.
 There were no screams. 
There was no time. 
The mountain called Monkey had spoken.
 There was only fire.
 And then, nothing


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