What am I doing? Why am I doing this? What’s the point? What was the plan? Was there a plan? I don’t mean some cosmic thing, I mean did I have a plan? Have I forgotten why I fight? Why I go against the currrent, what I even want out of life?



Sleeping Shadows

“They say night is so long in Thunder valley because even the shadows don’t want to wake up” Virgil said as he continues to dig. “First of all that makes absolutely no sense, and secondly why did you wait hours to talk? We’re almost done here” Cheryl complained. “Had nothing to say but mow it’s nearly nine and the sun isn’t up.” He replied. “Of course it isn’t. The sun has to rise above the mountain range for us to see this place probably gets like four hours of sun a day.” The girl explained as she dragged the first of many treasures up from the deep. “Soon ill be rich enough to be done with you” she added smugly. But then she opened the ancient container unleashing a form of darkness she never knew the first of the shadows.

Felt like writing so I did.