Eclipse
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We all just love to sleep, don't we? It's literally everyone's favorite activity of the day. To actually get rest from the day's troubles. We all look forward to it whether you're a child or a teenager or an adult or even an old person. Everybody, well that's unless you have a personal problem with sleep then that's on you. But have you ever imagined what it'd be like to be stuck in a death-like sleep even you couldn't bring yourself out of? As a child, I met girls who fantasized over such sleep because somehow they thought they'd be like Sleeping Beauty and Prince Charming would save them with the promise of a true loves kiss. Unfortunately for us, we were in reality and not a fairytale. You know, we never expected it to happen. It was like one minute we were asleep like normal people and the next minute, a span of a month is gone, and ninety percent of the world's population can't wake up. And the remaining ten percent? Well, it was like the whole month was blocked out of our minds. We weren't left with much options anyway. It was either find out what was dulling the senses of every living thing and end it or wish for death to meet us somehow as there is only little tine the body can go without food or water. So, yeah, we were left with limited time to answer our greatest mystery question, "What happened in February?"
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Moments; singular, siphoned, like grains of sand which fall restlessly, and build without limits...growing with increasing momentum, each step, beat, a steady staccato , marking down the minutes until the cold inevitability of the ...end ...death. Moments...it's all anyone has. Life is a false illusion. Death is cold reality. I am a Treader. I deal in the currency of death, and I know everything there is to know about it's cold worth. I am useful, never loved. I am used, never thanked. I am need, want, and lust....but never needed or wanted. I am never fulfilled. I am never to know human happiness. I have accepted my designed fate. Why then am I being tested now?? What will happen if I give in to the temptation I know will be my undoing? What will happen if I give in...and love? What will my failure bring...and may those above and below have mercy on all souls, for when the Treader of death falls for life... Worlds End. RH*Mature Content*Advisable only for 18 and over

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