It's darker, darker than most days. There is an eeriness to the air. It's weird. Something is coming. The world is darker and there is something out there in the shadows, its waiting, just waiting. The scariest part is, I don't know what it is. I don't know where it is. I don't know. All I know is: its dark and it is dangerous, it might kill us, it could destroy everything. And I just don't know if there is anything I can do to stop it. To save people. That is my job, I'm supposed to save people and I don't know if I can. I don't know if I'm strong enough to defeat whatever it is that is out there and that terrifies me. I'm scared and I have no idea what I'm even scared of. I'm going into a fight blind and that is never a good thing, never at all. But, I have to do this, and I have to win because I have to save people. I just have to.
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Historia Corta[In Edit] Summer train journey's. What better inspiration for a collection of shorts stories. The concept for this book was birthed on a train but has continued to flourish long after the train left the tracks. From April to September 2016 I had to...
