Life is the distance between the box we go in when we're born and the box they bury us in when we die, every moment in between spent confined in the stone walls try futilely to tear down.Nobody accounts for the earthquakes and disasters. Nobody accounts for every single wall and box being shattered and you being bound in the rubble.
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Storms End
General FictionA man faces a terrible decision, his mind weighed down by an ultimatum he laid down for himself, his soul feeling from his past tragedies, its up to his friends whos he's made his unwitting accomplices to make or break him, to look into the abyss an...
