As the World Dies (Monosyllabic)

As the World Dies (Monosyllabic)

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The rain hit the ground hard like the beat of a drum. It was not hard to be lulled by its taps, a guide for the beat of his heart. All the while, his shoes struck the ground at a rate that did not change as his legs ate up the road that kept him from where he ought to be, safe and sound. He was brought from the scene of the fight as fast as he could go. Where he would go the boy did not know for sure. Nor did his mind care; his sole care in the world at the time was to get out, leave the scene. The rain seemed to track him down; a large, mad cloud chased the boy through the streets as wind whipped his hair. Rain poured where he went, and the world fell to his left and right in his wake. Brick fell, scared yells pierced the night. Yet through the mess of it all, it was hard to stay fixed on the boy and all that was in his wake, all the things he seemed to cause. - Jess has a dream about a strange boy who seems to cause the world to fall down where he goes. When she wakes, she can't shake the dream from her mind. ( More to Come )
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The city is a graveyard of neon lights and endless nights. Nero knows it. He feels it in his bones. Nothing was supposed to happen on the night of the lunar eclipse. Just another underground gig in an abandoned church, another cigarette burning between his fingers, another cheap vodka shot burning down his throat. But then he saw her. Something that shouldn't have been there. Something that was watching him before he even knew it existed. Something that stayed with him even after the music stopped. Since that night, the shadows started calling his name. Since that night, Sebastián was closer than ever. Since that night, she started showing up in his dreams. Nero's reality is starting to crack apart. His reflection doesn't always match his movements. His body doesn't always feel like his own. The city lights flicker like someone's turning the world off, piece by piece. And in the background, a voice whispers: "Don't close your eyes. Don't stop looking." Because the moment you do... You won't be you anymore.

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