"In time, the sand will fight against waves of love"
To see the end means to acknowledge the beginning. For without a start there is no conclusion.
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The clock strikes ten in 4 minute Dale. Make it count
The street was clear from the view of the public. The task at hand had to be done in stealth and in continuity to assure completion of extraction of the target. John Doe had said that the stakes were high and the momentum of the organization was intense. So this had to be done successfully to guarantee a proper final result as predicted.
26 years they waited for this moment, and only 4 minutes were left.
"Remember to forget this night tomorrow when you wake up everyone. Time is meaningless and irrational to us, so it would be best for us to shadow the joy of completion rather than to seal our downfall with certainty" said the chief 16 hours ago, 47.86 miles away from the target. But that did not matter anymore because memory would trick them to believe the opposite the very next day.
It was 12 in the night and none were outside, probably because of the warning message that even they received.
With the goggles put on, and the night vision mode in action, the hunt began. The path seemed desolate yet they knew the target was there. John said it was delicate and would smolder at the slightest exertion of UV rays, thus making the search even more difficult.
Yet there was a pattern. It was quite evident. The chemical makeup and discrete spectrums observed at the research lab verified this and no space was left for doubt. John #1: Torvonick spoke up from the rear "It is here". Just in time, thought the team.
And just when they thought the target was acquired, out of the north came a source of light.
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Time is ridiculous.
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The tide beyond light
Ficción GeneralCumbersome days call for dispersive moments to slide away. Yet, can I tell where does the point of imagination end for thee? Let us introspect