Overcoming Memories
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Leo pulled his scarf closer to his skin. "I cannot believe I'm doing this."
At seven-thirty in the morning, the lamp-light was enough to fill streets and invade windows, but it was nothing against the shadows of the alley in which Leo was standing. Why was he in an alley? He'd been asking himself that question since he'd arrived... at four a.m.
He did have a purpose for standing out in the snow for three hours. The alley was next to a coffee shop that had a Help Wanted sign in the window.
Leo waited until eight on the dot to leave his shadowed refuge and brave the deceptive warmth of the shop's interior
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Hanna had no idea where they were headed, but she was excited to find out. Blake traveled the same path as the night before and seemed to be taking them to Kansas City once more. What was there to do on a cold day in Kansas City? Blake turned the Lexus left, down into an underground parking garage. She had no idea where they were. It had been a while since she had traveled into Kansas City so everything looked new to her thanks to all the construction that's always happening here. Even her old apartment building had been knocked down and revamped. "So, you brought me to an underground parking garage? Thrilling! I love modern architecture!" Hanna said with a joking tone, turning towards Blake. Blake laughed. "We're almost there, I promise. Just a short walk, and you'll know exactly where you are." Hanna cleared her through to respond through a half cracked smile: "You know, I've known you for all of maybe twenty-four hours and you're bringing me to an underground parking garage. Should I call for back up or have the police on speed dial?" Blake whole heartedly laughed at Hanna's question and replied: "Calm down, I'm not a murdered, I'm an attorney, remember? Besides, we'll be out of this parking garage soon, I promise." After finding a parking spot, Blake jumped out of the car and ran around to open Hanna's door, and then laces his fingers through hers as he led her around to the front of the building. Hanna felt herself grip Blake's hand a little tighter as they passed a homeless man sleeping next to the wall just before they stepped out of the parking garage. Reminding herself that she feels safe with him and noticing that she almost had an "at-home" feeling when they touched.Concluída
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King Of The Night: The New Servant
It was so cold, I could feel the bits of snow covering my body, as I laid captive in the cold. Sheet of soft, white blankets camouflaged the bushes and trees in the wonderland. The animals and insects were covered in the ice that kept them frozen in place, like puppets on a shelf. There were no flowing stream of water; they were frozen into a misty blue, icy surface. I had no memory of how I got here; I was with my mom and dad eating dinner. On a Friday, we were talking about our day and how we should plan a family vacation. That was it and now I'm in the forest that seems to be frozen in time. I pulled my legs into my chest and dug myself deeper into the winter snow of the ground. Thinking that if I were to burrow, maybe. Just maybe I could keep the heat from leaving my body. I pulled over my hoodie and shrunk my face into the scarf that was covering my mouth. My breathing was deep and long drawn, trying drastically to find warmth; white air came from me to the air of the cold. As the fearful winds pounded me, deeper into the hole and shifted away pieces of the snow that was around me. Slowly, my mind started to drift off. This wasn't good; I tried to keep my eyes from closing into asleep that would have been endless. But there was no use my weak, shivering body fell asleep, before I could even fight. And dreamed. Dreams are something you are battling that your mind plays on you to figure it out. Like a game that ends the way you make it. When you lose you can only blame yourself, and cry for something only you know because it's your mind. Your dream. Your... "Do you want to live". A voice swayed into my dream. "Or do you want me to leave you here". I knew I was dreaming, but am I dreaming in a dream. Is that even possible? Maybe it's just a voice made by my subconscious giving me someone to talk to. I don't want to be alone. So with the strength I had left I uttered, in a voice so quiet it was more of a whisper. "Please help me".Concluída
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You are my comfort
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Hanna had no idea where they were headed, but she was excited to find out. Blake traveled the same path as the night before and seemed to be taking them to Kansas City once more. What was there to do on a cold day in Kansas City? Blake turned the Lexus left, down into an underground parking garage. She had no idea where they were. It had been a while since she had traveled into Kansas City so everything looked new to her thanks to all the construction that's always happening here. Even her old apartment building had been knocked down and revamped. "So, you brought me to an underground parking garage? Thrilling! I love modern architecture!" Hanna said with a joking tone, turning towards Blake. Blake laughed. "We're almost there, I promise. Just a short walk, and you'll know exactly where you are." Hanna cleared her through to respond through a half cracked smile: "You know, I've known you for all of maybe twenty-four hours and you're bringing me to an underground parking garage. Should I call for back up or have the police on speed dial?" Blake whole heartedly laughed at Hanna's question and replied: "Calm down, I'm not a murdered, I'm an attorney, remember? Besides, we'll be out of this parking garage soon, I promise." After finding a parking spot, Blake jumped out of the car and ran around to open Hanna's door, and then laces his fingers through hers as he led her around to the front of the building. Hanna felt herself grip Blake's hand a little tighter as they passed a homeless man sleeping next to the wall just before they stepped out of the parking garage. Reminding herself that she feels safe with him and noticing that she almost had an "at-home" feeling when they touched.
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