Red Moon

- 44:00 hours

"You've got to understand that the only place you will see will be inside this, and thus being your door becomes your whole world within here and where we are" - said this elderman on ragged clothes cloaked on brute soil, as ripped from inside the earth, awakened and sent there to talk to me. His hands felt heavy on my hands, and from a dark cold scentless mud I felt it the first time ... and I skried ... I was huge, as lightly put above the sky, looking from a curtain on the whole world of the living, flashing through those I thought of ..... "move thy skinned curtains me apprentice" ... and I realized my steering gear was how my eyes moved ... as in a bird the way he moves head and neck guide the body... I landed.

Smoky shades swirled around me as still having party altogether neath me and all started to flow reversedly to my chest ...

Then that white after looking with closed eyes to the sun shut my sight, just sound, warmth and a soft sense of breeze. I've been thru the void. And even further.

"Ok, we're here! you got the idea, sometimes it will not work because you did not lose yourself to this you did right now." - said he. "Go further now and live long hunting and protecting them weaker humans. Go now through this void vortex of darkness towards new light, new strength, new path." and he was not even smoke no more.

I get where the sense of defeat and pain was originated. She kept so hard on her shell as if her soul had to spray ink hard on it. He's still lived around. And still keeps them as food in so many ways my guts all wave electrically and I know the swift blow come from 7 o'clock. Reminds me...

I am tired from the crossing, I just dodge over and over again, having trouble to join mind and soul and body ... As a ghost in plain sheets I swing back and round and away like this the bastard got me kicked quite hard, I jump over and back, stepping for a timeless moment holding from this impulse upwards on the upper left corner of the high ballroom I got into. And I kneeled on the opposite position of this "cube" a half-second later.

On my hands, the sour problematic presence of such leechers is crushed fast. The rest is just cut pieces around... The man cannot remember, will get home, will release them, will vanish to the highway never to stop again.

"For such a fast move you quite took a long time in there" - and she was back, it would all start over again. "Fey, please understand I am taking things quieter now, one does not want to unleash what may be unnecessary around" - I replied in a sort of explanation and exclamation on both wards.