You know that windin' road that leads past the treeline and up the mountain? Y'know, the one that you always drive past on yer way to work or glance at as you ride past on the school bus. You've seen the beginnin' of that road, but you've never seen where it goes, what it leads to, who's up there. You always wonder, yet you never muster the courage to act on yer curiosity...
Well, I've lived on this old street for ages now. Built the house here myself with nothin' but blood, sweat, an' tears. Lived here with two people I loved very much. I was happy in this house at one point. But it didn't last for all that long. Funny how life does that; gives you a glimpse o' happiness, a pure and wholesome brand o' wonderful bliss...then it takes it all away in the blink of an eye.
No one travels down this dead-end road anymore; they all know better. I couldn't 'member the last time I'd had a visitor. I been alone here for so long, but I don't feel lonely no more. Jus' empty. Numb, in a way. I'd sit in my chair, jus' waitin' fer the day that the Reaper would appear beside me and place that bony hand o' his on my shoulder and laid that scythe at my throat...well, at least, I did...
Until the day she met me...
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You know that windin' road that leads past the treeline and up the mountain? Y'know, the one that you always drive past on yer way to work or glance at as you ride past on the school bus. You've seen the beginnin' of that road, but you've never seen where it goes, what it leads to, who's up there. You always wonder, yet you never muster the courage to act on yer curiosity...
Well, I've lived on this old street for ages now. Built the house here myself with nothin' but blood, sweat, an' tears. Lived here with two people I loved very much. I was happy in this house at one point. But it didn't last for all that long. Funny how life does that; gives you a glimpse o' happiness, a pure and wholesome brand o' wonderful bliss...then it takes it all away in the blink of an eye.
No one travels down this dead-end road anymore; they all know better. I couldn't 'member the last time I'd had a visitor. I been alone here for so long, but I don't feel lonely no more. Jus' empty. Numb, in a way. I'd sit in my chair, jus' waitin' fer the day that the Reaper would appear beside me and place that bony hand o' his on my shoulder and laid that scythe at my throat...well, at least, I did...
Until the day she met me...
