Posted by Anthony St. Clair on oneword February 17, 2005 08:26 PM
There was no one to interrupt the stream of thoughts. No one to stop the biggest flows with a few dams and diversions of emergency moments of trivialities. The dark night held out stars like pin pricks the dam of his mind – he didn’t know what would be flooding and crashing through soon, but he knew that it would not be some small trickle, gone in a moment. This night would be years.
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