Would you be here in the end?
The sky went dark with gloom as a murder of crows passed overhead. The winds whipped up a brutal torrent, sweeping away everything in its path. The air smelt of death and the world went into a state of deconstruction.
I saw the Death God as he stood against a broken wall, a shimmering mirage of destruction. It was an apt image of devastation, like an expensive painting. He nodded, grimly when he saw me. I nodded back.
Where can I go? There are a thousand paths, but they all lead to one destination. There are a thousand solutions, but they only lead to one answer. There are a thousand ways to live a life, but only one destiny.
Would you be home, come this world end? Would you be here in the end? I looked at the sky, but it was empty, like it has always been…
COPYRIGHT 2004 and onwards KELVIN GOH LENG WEE, No part of this document may be reproduced without written permission
I saw the Death God as he stood against a broken wall, a shimmering mirage of destruction. It was an apt image of devastation, like an expensive painting. He nodded, grimly when he saw me. I nodded back.
Where can I go? There are a thousand paths, but they all lead to one destination. There are a thousand solutions, but they only lead to one answer. There are a thousand ways to live a life, but only one destiny.
Would you be home, come this world end? Would you be here in the end? I looked at the sky, but it was empty, like it has always been…
COPYRIGHT 2004 and onwards KELVIN GOH LENG WEE, No part of this document may be reproduced without written permission


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