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OUATIM
Mar 18, 2006 10:47:46 GMT
Post by sandsagent on Mar 18, 2006 10:47:46 GMT
I sink into this oblivion right now the idea of nightmares doesn't concern me. I don't see how much worse it can be than the reality.
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OUATIM
Mar 18, 2006 12:15:57 GMT
Post by Hannah on Mar 18, 2006 12:15:57 GMT
I keep holding him, feeling empty and helpness against this all
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OUATIM
Mar 18, 2006 16:09:24 GMT
Post by sandsagent on Mar 18, 2006 16:09:24 GMT
darkness and a deep chill overcome me
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OUATIM
Mar 18, 2006 16:47:25 GMT
Post by Hannah on Mar 18, 2006 16:47:25 GMT
I stay where I am to wake over him
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OUATIM
Mar 18, 2006 20:20:52 GMT
Post by sandsagent on Mar 18, 2006 20:20:52 GMT
It's cold....I can feel myself shivering but something tells me my skin isn't as cold as I feel.
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OUATIM
Mar 18, 2006 20:58:34 GMT
Post by Hannah on Mar 18, 2006 20:58:34 GMT
Indeed, his skin feels totally normal, but still he is shivering. I get some blankets and put them around him
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OUATIM
Mar 19, 2006 14:25:09 GMT
Post by sandsagent on Mar 19, 2006 14:25:09 GMT
I think the chill is from deep inside me, the deep chill i've alwas had within me. The need and ability to kill with no remorse.
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OUATIM
Mar 19, 2006 19:51:27 GMT
Post by Hannah on Mar 19, 2006 19:51:27 GMT
I sit down next to him, waiting for him to feel better
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OUATIM
Mar 19, 2006 20:37:51 GMT
Post by sandsagent on Mar 19, 2006 20:37:51 GMT
I stir again, Christ this is real, it is happening
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OUATIM
Mar 19, 2006 21:11:11 GMT
Post by Hannah on Mar 19, 2006 21:11:11 GMT
I watch him and bite on my lip
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