Backward into Past

Backward into Past

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The time is timeless...the moment when I was lying on the field of battle and everything was silence and stillness. Only except for the grasses and trees made a sound with gentle swoosh by wind with warmness ray of sun. The light of ray playful dancing against my face. It was beautiful. It's where I want to be, forever, in the wonderful place and to lying here for eternity and everlasting. But... then I remembered that everything went fast flash by my eyes and it was a chaos until there was no sound of the wail of war or slash sound of swords. Everything was quiet. I don't know what has happened. The memory of the past began to creep into my mind. It was not just any past but backward.
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„The sunset is beautiful, isn't it?", she asked, the sound of her voice strained, as if she hadn't been talking for a long time. The boy sat next to her, staring forward into the leaving sun. He didn't even look at the young woman when she spoke. Yet still he could feel himself, only a small part of himself, longing to hear more of her voice. It used to calm him down, singing soft lullabies whenever nightmares haunted him, or telling stories to him and his brother. It was the only comfort he could rely on. And he ended it before it could poison him. Silence filled the vast empty space. Only a single Rowan tree swayed in the non existent wind, its branches reaching down where the two figures sat, sheltering them from any harm that may come their way. It was time to leave this place again. He couldn't stay here for long. He hugged his knees tight, unconsciously swaying back and forth as he did so. Maybe, if he hugged himself hard enough, he could stay here and listen to one of her stories again? Just one short story. His efforts were in vain. He realized that when his hands and feet started to disappear, just like they have done thousands of times before. There was no way things could continue the way they were now. He knew he had to stop, but a selfish part of him was still holding onto that hope that everything would be okay once he opened his eyes. „Auntie,", he said, preparing his next words. „I... really prefer sunrises." 0101011101101111011100100110110001100100011100000110110001100101011000010111001101100101011100110110000101110110011001010110110101100101

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