Hanamei and the enchanted

Hanamei and the enchanted

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Sep 22, 2017
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This rain storm was nothing like i've ever seen. Cattle corpses were lying on the road sickening me every time i just saw one. A house was crushed by a tree while people gathered around the house with raincoats and the road was getting narrower and narrower every second. It looked like our mission was impossible. Until we saw her. She was waving at us with a tender and warming smile. There was a glimmer of hope until ,without a second notice, the lightning struck right in front of the car. The road crumbled and after 30 seconds of falling all went black.
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„The sunset is beautiful, isn't it?", she asked, the sound of her voice strained, as if she hadn't been talking for a long time. The boy sat next to her, staring forward into the leaving sun. He didn't even look at the young woman when she spoke. Yet still he could feel himself, only a small part of himself, longing to hear more of her voice. It used to calm him down, singing soft lullabies whenever nightmares haunted him, or telling stories to him and his brother. It was the only comfort he could rely on. And he ended it before it could poison him. Silence filled the vast empty space. Only a single Rowan tree swayed in the non existent wind, its branches reaching down where the two figures sat, sheltering them from any harm that may come their way. It was time to leave this place again. He couldn't stay here for long. He hugged his knees tight, unconsciously swaying back and forth as he did so. Maybe, if he hugged himself hard enough, he could stay here and listen to one of her stories again? Just one short story. His efforts were in vain. He realized that when his hands and feet started to disappear, just like they have done thousands of times before. There was no way things could continue the way they were now. He knew he had to stop, but a selfish part of him was still holding onto that hope that everything would be okay once he opened his eyes. „Auntie,", he said, preparing his next words. „I... really prefer sunrises." 0101011101101111011100100110110001100100011100000110110001100101011000010111001101100101011100110110000101110110011001010110110101100101

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