The Torc Of Immortality
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Ongoing13m
Last published Mon, Oct 19, 2020
As the last traces of his thoughts leave the station so does the train, he's sitting in. The train felt furious to depart from here to there, where his other half waits! The man revisiting his memories like they are from his past life hears nothing but the voice of his own thoughts speaking to him clear and loud.
"Speak to her, she doesn't look alright".
He decides to check on this little girl seen sitting alone pondering on something; she looks put off and he thought she might need his help. After much prodding, the girl opens up to this stranger of a guy. They share and share until there is no possible wall between them. He recites to her the memories of his soul mate. It flows smooth and sound, as if he remembers every second of it by heart. It pulls him and makes him drench in its wild waters. One could possibly wonder is this what some folks call, "A train journey gone wild"?p
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