The Door, Part IIAn inch from the door knob, he hesitates. Prudent is the man, as any modern age person would be, suspicious of the unknown. Or perhaps he sensed the electrifying suspense leaping from the door knob, the foreboding heat radiating from it. In any case, being trapped like a mouse in a cage, realisation seeps in - he has no choice. Facing a possible death, he stands up to the plate. Sucking in his breath, he wraps his wiry, skeletal fingers round the knob, and as he does, goosebumps rise and expand in their number, multiplying up his arm, waiting for the shock to sink in, that mind-numbing pain, sending him reeling backwards..The Door, Part II
Nothin
The Lost Lover.Leaning over the same spot where she had been just a year and a half ago stirred within her something familiar. Something of the past. Watching the waters roll by, the fountain spewing its life-sustaining goodness over the shining matter covering the surface of the reservoir, she felt a tug on her heart strings, reminiscent of.. something. Of the past. Never mind the fact that it was a year and a half old already (just), she felt it as if it had just happened.. yesterday.The Lost Lover.
Of the past.
Of course, he was in Australia now, Perth to be exact (he always had been a stickler for details) and probably with the campus hot chi
The Door, Part IPanting, the man sprints down the steps, swinging around just to slam the cellar door shut. He takes a millisecond to catch his breath, hands on knees, bent double. Only now does he notice his new surroundings, the new world he has burst in upon. A stretch of white, Heaven forbid, splays out in front of him, an everlasting road into nothingness.The Door, Part I
(O, so familiar)
Staggering on weak legs, he makes his way down the remainder of the steps and sets his feet gingerly on the(unknown ,O so forbidding)
white floor, an abyss of purity. He tests it mistrustingly, taps the floor just as Peter did when Jesus asked
ill be back!
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If it's not angry young and beautiful, I don't want any part of it.
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bring them on
a symphony of sound.
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I'm so happy I could die!
Thanks alot for the
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