Desire Increase from the shedding blood, a word, a momentum, and all the life’s choices would circle a woman. A Woman, who is deep in young blood, made a choice, to be cast out of heaven to live with her ancestors in hell, who is this woman? What’s behind the cloak, and behind the mask? A mask so rooted in hiding the face, that you probably would ask, but no answer would you know.
7:00 AM
– Oh that’s true isn’t it? Yes, that is the truth, but how come? Voice’s inspiring me, but none seem to let go of him? I may as well be a lucky bastard. – Said Jade, a young woman from London’s suburbs, in the outskirts of Havering, talking to herself. Didn’t slept since Yesterday, and ended up going an all Night awake for she’s a programmer, and a skilled one even, though she is just a young student at a school, with not many friends, or even a single one, she is, In the internet, one of the most famous programmers, one even might say she’s a hacker, but how come? She passes all night and all day looking for ways, looking for means, looking for tools, looking to leafs of inspiration to hack. But no matter. She had to sleep, for tomorrow it’s exam day, and even she, with no worrying over it, had reserved a time for studying, but it’s already 7:00 AM, it’s already tomorrow, how can she study? How can she, write and observe the subject? In a nearly scientific way of thinking? She couldn’t, she said she would memorize all of It in 2 hours before going to sleep, but now? Now? She couldn’t:
– Damn, it’s already 7:05 AM, I have to go – So she prepared herself, and after that, she took her cloak, and her pockets? Full of the keys, the wallet, and her phone. And went. Getting out of the house was quickly, but getting out of the neighborhood was more difficult, not because of some sloppy gangster, or some fool tying to rob her, as her neighborhood was full of such mysteries but instead, it was because the train, where she should go was not waiting, and to go to London, was a rather odd experience. All roads lead to London town, but she wasn’t in the best of times, and as such she hurried, she rans and asks for forgiveness after she collides with a merchant, and destroys half of the store (Or so it seemed) as running in the deep streets of Havering was dark and poisoned to the mind, not only by the smoke but by the snow, not only by the Crystal that it glances the eye, but also by the people there, full of distrust and sorrow, as it was poor Havering, a dark place for dark people (Or so it seemed). She stops running and says she can’t go any longer running, the feast of bits and bytes were cold but she could turn anything into a hot meal, nevertheless it was cold, and she couldn’t be waiting any longer for the train, as she was already there in 15 minutes. 15 Minutes running, who could tell she was this athletic? No one, for everyone says she was nothing but a lousy mouse of the library, a nerd-looking girl from the computers, but I guess everything Is better when motives are in higher demand. But while waiting for the train, almost a minute before she decided leaving, a strange person appears in the tracks, she’s smiling at her, and says: “Won’t be long after you join me” – She screams for help, a human being is now at stake, but everyone seems normal, and everyone stays calm, someone asks “Who are you talking about”, and she says that a girl is in the tracks, a laugh and a moment the person says “But there is nothing there” – There was nothing there.
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