In Another Life

In Another Life

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OST: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nuxYbsnNhfM I was running. Faster, faster and faster. I didn't know where I was going. I didn't care about where I stepped. I just kept running. I was in fear. My heart was beating on the same beat as my steps. It was ticking in my mind like a time-bomb. Faster, faster and faster. I could hardly breathe. What was I running from? I was too afraid to look behind me. I was too afraid to see how close it was. So I kept looking forward. I kept running. And then I fell. I just fell. I kept falling. I was falling into a dark hole. Deeper and deeper. It seemed to last infinite. And then it was gone. Allister Hazeldine is a 16 year old girl with a normal life. But once in a while she has a strange nightmare where she's running through the woods and falling into a black hole. What does this mean? What is it telling her? Friday night, at the birthday party of her crush Jonathan, something extremely paranormal happens to Allister that will change her life completely... Will she live in another life forever? Will it ever turn back to normal? But the question is... Will she want to?
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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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