Monday, 29 June 2015

III. True Blood. Paieškos

I remember setting fire to the wind while the rain was caressing my face. The earth was falling through my fingers while I was kneeling and catching my breath. This one was one of the longest so far. For nearly two days I was in a chase. A chase that was supposed to lead me to... oh wait! Could this be it? No... Just some random footsteps and  whispering forest...

Šikna. What goes in must come out.

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